by Tommy Carroll Saturday 3rd October 2009 11:21 pm It's 2:45 and the neighbours are fighting.Anal sex is preferable to the shit out-side.A good rogering is prefered to evictionAnd I am re-reading I Told You.While walls spasm and theGlotis grip-The terror belchesA real good fuck.
Russell Thompson
Tue 6th Oct 2009 12:48
You can't use the word 'belch' on here - this is a family website.
In fact, I am so outraged by your poem that I will threaten to delete myself from the site (until all my friends beg me not to).
Furthermore, I will kick in the screen of my computer, for good measure. Just as soon as I've posted this comment.