Humour
This is just a c-----w, a humourous poem.
To first-timers, th’ pain’s excruc… As the stick painfully pierces the Hymen: but she said, ' I felt not…
This Bastard goes on a wild spree… At night he wildly engages in a bo… Huffing and puffing, he would give… Thereafter, sickenly stoned out, h… And Bastard will rise early to g…
Gold is a marvel To behold, but 'tis cold to The touch: love it not!