.Churning through the bestial muck.
A cosmic forklift rules my throbbing
asshole. The All-Eye says you are the
right slave--to be my anal knave--
tongue in my anal cave--Boy!! You're just
a war-toy--Just my little anal butter>
boy. Oh I'm so filled with joy. Now I
know glee.
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