- Erotic Poetry
- Bent & Burned
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I was born just off the highway to hell
beautiful lights and houses around
redneck country with better cars and doing well
on street and suburbs bearing a fancy sound
I make my money selling plastic
it doesn't matter how many or what
the claims i've made are elastic
whether it's religion or corrupt
Looking down when he's 2 inches higher
his mouth not quite in the muck
you got to admit he's a tryer
he knows which cock to suck
Money is all I trust
with it I buy all I need
and as I don't go bust
I'll never have to bleed
Yes Sir, I've picked up the soap
got my ass well plugged
by Uncle Sam the mope
while he was being mugged
Looking down when he's 2 higher
his mouth not quite in the muck
you've got to admit he's a tryer
he knows which cock to suck
Now I've got my number
and I wear it proved
with it I'm a member
and needn't feel I'm cowed
Looking down when he's 2 inches higher
his mouth not quite in the muck
you got to admit he's a tryer
he knows which cock to suck.
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