REGAL LIKE GRACE

by THOMAS DYLAN - Capricorn

I LAY IN THE SHOWER,FRANK SQUATTED OVER MY FACE
AND EMPTIED HIS BOWELS WITH REGAL LIKE GRACE
SHIFTING POSITION,HE AIMED HIS PISS
STRAIGHT DOWN MY THROAT,HE COULDN'T MISS
WE'D JOKE ABOUT DOING IT,FOR HOURS AND HOURS
IT FINALLY HAPPENNED,BROWN AND GOLDEN SHOWERS

Reason for writing:

    I LOVED THE TASTE...IT HAPPENNED    

Birth sign: Capricorn
Date created: 2002-05-05 11:51:18
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:28
Poem ID: 69547

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