"I Do It With My Prick Out" as written by Justin Pearson and N Writer Unknown....
Dear society, thanks for my reduction:
pork chop at a Jewish wedding.
I watch your boyfriend skin a turd.
He's the maker of pissant fries.
His hammer hangs on a donut
giving greased dukes lots of kisses.
Sticks are up all the asses.
There's more guts than human brains.
He eats live meat at dinner
leaving more ass than toilet seat.
Cheeks are so tight, glitter sprinkles
on the faces of those who prey.

Take note people: I wouldn't piss on him
if he were to catch fire

Dear society, thanks for my reduction:
pork chop at a Jewish wedding.
People eat live meat at dinner
leaving more ass than toilet seat.
Cheeks are so tight, glitter sprinkles on the faces of those who those who prey.
Sticks are up all the asses.

Take note people: I wouldn't piss on him
if he were to catch fire

Cheeks are so tight, glitter sprinkles
on the faces of those who prey.

process food like a pig in its own poo

People eat live meat at dinner
leaving more ass than toilet seat.

I Kiss hauled ass goodbye


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