A poem all about my wonderful, amazing COCK!!!
 

My cock is PROUD... My cock is HARD...

Veins burst forth PROUDLY, from beneath the juicy manmeat, of goodness...

My 'Bell End' stands proud, to the world...


























But at 2 inches long? (& Covered in POO...) WHO REALLY GIVES A FUCK??????

I HATE MYSELF, AND I WANT TO DIE !

I do... Really...

+ I think I might ike it up the shitter too!!!

PLEASE HELP!!!! :helpme:helpme:helpme:helpme

Both Eric & Theo...

Just 'Touched Me'... Under The Bridge!!!...

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Now JUICY is trying to RIM ME!!!

HELP!!!

Great poem :1orglaugh

Note to self. Early morning vodka is NOT the best way to start the day....
Early morning vodka is NOT the best way to start the day....
Early morning vodka is NOT the best way to start the day....
Early morning vodka is NOT the best way to start the day....
Early morning vodka is NOT the best way to start the day....
Early morning vodka is NOT the best way to start the day....
etc...

I always learn great business advice from GFY...I feel like I have become a better affiliate because of this post.

If you were looking for business advice on how to become a better affiliate... (Which is commendable)

Why did you click on a thread called "A poem all about my wonderful, amazing COCK!!!" ?

Lets be honest... Does the thread title conclude that you are likely to find the advice you require inside? :helpme

I am reading your poem over and over and trying to decipher it's hidden meaning. I am going to take a stab at it even though I am still not certain. So are you saying that you like poo? Not sure what tipped me off but after 25 minutes of deep intellectual thought I somehow came to this conclusion.

Let me try a poem about your cock. I like haiku.

Small, limp and flaccid.
Hanging slightly to the left.
Such a feeble prick.

Its 'Hidden Meaning' is simple... I woke up this morning to find an un drunk, pint glass of Vodka Redbull on my desk...

I thought it would be a shame to waste it, so I drunk half of it.

I like to think of myself as a 'positive person' so seeing the glass half empty, made me sad, and the vodka in the bottle looked loney, so I added it to the glass...

It was strong and tasty, and I enjoyed it...

Thats the hidden meaning ! Drunk as a cunt first thing in the morning ! :helpme

Your poem is better than mine :thumbsup

Tell me... How do you know my cock so well? :helpme

here's a Haiku for you:

Your cock got purple

like dusk over the mountain

Like a tear it falls

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Here's a poem about my cock and what it's like to share a night of steamy passion with me.

My long meat missle.
My one-eyed pussy wrecker.
This is gonna hurt.

Roses are red, violets are blue. Smell my fingers, i just took a poo.

i need to see a picture or at least a drawing....





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Will you be my mentor?

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