Clarence Williams (May 19,1980 / Washington, D.C)
Golf being Played
Poles! ! ! and balls! ! !
Was important for this game! ! !
Jockstraps, on bodies was a sight too see! ! ! where lube! ! ! and spit! ! ! Was the grease it need! ! Condoms around! ! ! And
Erections had to be! ! ! or awaken by mouth that caused a resurrections! ! ! ! bottoms! ! ! were lusting for the meat! ! ! Want Drilling too take place on the bodies of men who were straps all day! ! ! . Long, wide, thick, dicks! ! ! races of skin played the game of naked golf! ! ! ! All day Where unclaimed kids were found inside the bottoms! ! ! ! ! Of manhole all around. Mean while poles are still up for grabs! ! ! ! But the thirsty made room And disappearing all the children that has been released! ! ! !
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