I am a wordsmith
not really
a remarkable man
but bendable
at the same time

I've been a
lit smoke in
an ashtray
in front of a
two-cent
hooker and I've
seen gandhi
fall from
the sky

he wore
indian slacks
with a
parachute belt
and spoke
of influence
like it
was on fire

it was then
of course
I lost my
periwinkle dust
for another
venture of cosmic
radiation
that I didn't have
to incline

yeah

I have a mighty
horse cock
with goliath
balls and
if you're
not careful
it'll spit
in your eye

go right ahead and
suck my dick and see
it ejaculate on your
face

these walls are mine
slut and I'm paying you
so you shouldn't really
say anything

your mouth
should be full
and tight
around my hardness

this blowhole
prick can't
wait to
candy coat your
mouth with
shooting
butterscotch

( though it
probably won't
taste much
like candy
I'm sure

or look like it
for the matter )

you should
know of my lust
seeing those
red high heels
trying to
trick me into
ramming you home
before I
get to suckle
those tits

I imagine
ripping your
hair out
in clumps

but that's just
thoughts
really

I'm not abusive
though if you
give me more cash
I could be

you watch
me fondle
your tight
ample ass
as I thrust
with severe
power into
your slick
pink toy

pushing through
longevity
with no doubt
I'll give
each of us
what we want

two hundred
dollar bills
hit the sheets
and I'm
not ready
for a cigar

but a nice
hot bath to
wash your
sticky love
juice off
of me

before you leave
let me just say

I've had better