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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Unto Us A Porn Star Unto us a porn star apparently had been born; Stormy turned out to be her obnoxious name; Big breasts by her would be eventually worn; She did end up being quite a deplorable dame. Into her mouth was poured nutritious porridge; For her to gulp all u and swallow and take in; Such an envious body she would encourage, Which were warded off resulting from each sin. Then a little later her mind must have to admit, Was devil himself she deeply within discovered; And pretty soon later for hell he then had to split; An overnight porn star from depths did uncover. Around the countryside she went on a journey, And another random rumor she started leaking; She saw a handsome many who is an attorney, Who exactly for we suppose she was seeking. Together those two had made a terrific pair; Much legal knowledge and ability possessed; What happened and created caused a snare; With each other eventually became obsessed. James Thesarious Hilarious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet Bolivia, NC Just read a very thoughtful, meaningful Mother's Day poem that prepares your mind to think about your mother who has past on. Past On and Gaily Gone Know that my mother has past on, And to heaven she has gaily gone; Bed made; Into past fade; Sheets are there and curtains drawn. Jim Horn
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