Reunions: #5 Dominic Peluzzi

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Updated 08/30/2017
Created 11/22/2015
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erectus123
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Reunions: #5 Dominic Peluzzi

Dominic Peluzzi, our star baseball player
He had great hopes to be the game's savior
Made it to the Minors on his way to fame
But after a year they cut him just the same
Still chews snuff but he's always nice
At DiMaggio's Pizza, he gives me a free slice
Not the sharpest razor in the pack
How many times was he left back?
He does have a finger on fame
One of the first gay ball players is his claim
I recall how he spent a lot of time
Checking out cocks in the locker line
I really don't care, it's all fine
A pretty cock is a thing of art
I recall how Dominic would fart
Thought it was funny, sometimes it was gross
Like when the Principle addressed the most
Winning Debate team students who won the trophy plaque
For their victory up in Mamaroneck
And when Doc Rendell paused you know
Dominic from the back let go
With a fart that almost broke glass
But strangely no one smelled the gas
So Peluzzi got away that day
The Principle had no more to say
I still laugh when I think back
How he dated Bertha, who was stacked
I jerked a thousand times or more
Dripping cum on the bed room floor
Wishing I could feel her tits
Juice her vag with my own spit
But some things are never meant to happen
She divorced Dominic and moved to Manhattan
Got involved with that Empress Club
Fucking Politicians at the hub
I don't know if the Gov actually twanged her
But I'd give up office if I coulda banged her
Two big tits and an ass to match
Oh God, I wanted to fuck her snatch
Then she was only seventeen
Youthful beauty quite obscene
Now she's grey and old to boot
But I'd still go down her chute
To me she still is seventeen
A beautiful girl I'd love to ream
It's rather ironic, an old gal I still fuck today
Was once married to a gay
God bless sweet Dom
You had great charm
The best of both worlds, "Goodbye"
Maybe you were really bi?

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