Oh What Fun

I DREAMT 
I WAS WATCHING 
MY MOM AND POP AT 80
HAVING EROTIC SEX
THEY WERE JOINED 
BY AN ELDERLY
GOLDER MEIR
AND 
HENRY KISSINGER
AND 
A YOUNGER CHER

IT WAS VERY EXPLICIT AND CLEAR
GOLDER DID IT ALL 
AND 
HENRY LIKED THE REAR
WHILE CHER CALLED OUT 
THE NUMBERS
IN RAPID SUCCESSION
68  44  86  101

OH WHAT FUN
BUTT
NOT
WHEN SEEN
THROUGH  
THE GUILT OF A SON.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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