Poetry CreatOR II

Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff

with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson

Custer
Anonymous
Neighing for descending rapidly done
A light wind raced past, like a sloth breaking wind.
Crushed by the evil brain he laughs at the calm seal.
Thrice she said with flattering biceps and cold sighs.
My favorite thing is typing "Hera is a Virgin" on your warm face
Never enriched.. . Never more has been growled
The sight of the jet-black albatross before him, Custer was healed
Taste my fist or my other parts, feel the pleasure as I chew you
The cockroach exploded in a fit of rage, leaving in its wake a litter of crushed four wheelers.


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