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Drunk Author: Morrison
Description: This guy fucked with me and accused me of attacking him so I thought I’d give him what he asked for.
Location: Twin Cities, MN na
When: 2/20/2008 3:21:49 AM
de comment: Well, the poem certainly is bold. Rhymes too much, needs more raw honest content relating to the poet. I think perhaps this poet is not drunk, and, if he were the self-content would have been there.


Wee Willy Bob
Bob was a pussy

Who had a wee tiny willy

Although he wished for a big dick

Turned out he was just a huge prick



What lurked in his pants

Was something that even tiny ants

Would not be proud of

Poor old Bob worried he’d never find love



With his bad attitude

A prick so small he’d never need lube

What was this guy to do?

It was almost sure a sex change would soon ensue



Begging women for pictures at the SF site

He knew many would take pity on him and be polite

He’d always been told it’s not the size

But he had first hand knowledge that was all lies



Whenever luv would begin

The women would yell is it yet in?

And Bob would cry out in anguish and in pleasure

Yes it is and that is all I have to deliver
Author, Morrison


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