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In The Slot I Like,, rated X

Robert Hawkins

note; to that under age prepubsentient.
(do note sentient girls.)
Not to overlook that ever present non-tangible pussy.
Babe? You need Steve Wakeling.
Editor,, the gold ring.
I got no pride check my IQ.
I'm but a figment your fertile mind.
Your whole world do pray I don't wake up.
Otherwise,, hate to break it to you.
You don't exist.
I'm in a nightmare and you are there.
Rationally you do not exist.
You were that enity in the rubber.
And you just got flushed.
London's East Becton sewer works.
Turd in the river Thymes.
So screw you.
Very Bad Poetry.
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steve wakeling

note; think,, just how much you would fetch on the slave docks in Galveston Tx.
Bobby screams!! Strip the the bitch!
I got no money.
I just wanna see her tit's.
She might have a slot I like.
--bobby---

Robert Hawkins has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Robert's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Robert's latest works:

Ask Yourself

Submitted Jun 21st 2011, 18:21

Liken Mind

Submitted Jun 21st 2011, 16:29

Then What About You

Submitted Jun 13th 2011, 20:51