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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I remember the day I was invited By the guys from "El Conejo" Ranch in Columbus, Ohio (USA) To participate in the thousand and one orgasms That a certain Erin, a resident whore, was going to receive Who was very hot So that I could reach the bar that was at nine hundred Achieved by a different whore. I wanted to prepare myself and go well Like a real man That's why I invited a couple of friends To the "Zafiro" motel-brothel in Burgos So they could give their opinion on me If I was in good shape. They both slept with whores I couldn't please mine Nor dishonor her dishonored a thousand times over. She laughed at my And stuck her tongue out at me. As I told her while I was trying to her That I was going to Ohio, Columbus (USA) To have sex with a renowned whore She burst out laughing, mocking me, saying: -But where are you going, you simpleton With this mini trebuchet, this little slingshot This sperm-launcher To besiege a Mount of Venus Of a used whore? Your is like Greek fire That sets the besieged ablaze And only shoots white balls of sperm That break into a thousand pieces When they hit the lips. I'm telling you the truth: -Forget about going to Ohio, Columbus (USA) Because you're not going to pass the test Because you're not the right size. But you can come see me whenever you want Because my enjoys you And I won't charge you more than the cost of a drink. If I didn't start crying It's because my two friends came over Seeing me already dressed With the face of a defeated and submissive man. Seeing me in such a sad state, they asked me: -But how did it go? -Badly, I answered. I decided not to go to Ohio Because I'm not good enough to sleep with A beautiful and renowned whore. Look at my little trebuchet, my little trebuchet That serves as my witness And this whore I've been with With her eyes has been witness That I'm not good enough And she's the one who convinced me. In the coldness of the moment My two friends shuddered Starting to cry with me Because my little trebuchet sad and faded Couldn't water flowers or lilies And much less a renowned pussy. Meanwhile, in the background The whore I'd been with was smiling Because she'd tasted the scent of the bud Without having swallowed it.
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