A man was kissing me when I
Was shaved and young by sight
And only now I wonder why.
Although he really might
Be one of spies of Eastern church
Seducing me to know
Through his sincere pervert’s smirch
How to abort my row
That can destroy all faith in God.
He’ll win confidence for
The access to the works to not
To tear off only sor
But to cremate my book with me.
I’ll lead astray him first
By touching his excited key
When we will be immersed
Alone inside a room and lust
To touch and suck by chance
And he will burn in shame, disgust
And hell for queers against
His over-moral brotherhood.
My seat’ll be pierced by him
As I’ll be seating on, I would
Impale a girl with steam
To suck in slavery God’s cock.
I like her naughty hair,
Her seat and breast not large but locked.
We’ll be blaspheming bare.
Night before 16/05/2011