Grand Pa Pa Dad And Uncle Del Roy Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Grand Pa Pa Dad And Uncle Del Roy



Grandpa pa
Daddy and Uncle D' el Roy
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sometimes....
with Mother
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keep
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all the
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Bushes and trees over grown here, like a park
very dark
and the mighty pale moon and groomed left Unlandscaped
through the old rusted gate to here delivered
thus I saw
through a crack and going in, it sawing it coming out:

The grandpa pa assisted to his preferred chair,
Referenced remarks and grand-daughters dread
she is and
he starts to look at her fixedly.
Drooling his;
Foul breath, hanging outside his old shriveled finger.
Her face and fear, full apparent to me, I see.

Such beginnings with our race, thinking me.
Long ago that Egyptian, should have stayed
away from such a tree, she'd flee.
She nor his grand-daughter' he wants to push,
and pull at her inside out the treats.
Calling, calling for more and 'said', come
come 'you never want enough. ' Come here.

Come on sweet,
come and relive to see it more.
My grand-daughter,
obtains it there on the knees,
Buckled open it pops.

It makes my stomach turn, I wish to die thinks she.
All because of 'dad' and him, ; D'el Roy '
He 'said' and forced it open each dark banana,
with the peel off and it knows, grampa pa knows it.
Incest is the best, grampa pa he says.
Through thick; fat, full - insidious blue lips.
Uncle D'el Roy; decides to give him\my brother those
gyratory movements, puckered in/out and clingy.

It is unlike what grampa pa does,
it's like to forward leaning, upwards.
Uses, used equipment like his nephew as a girl.
Uses from us both,
to see it Unwrapped from silk and the distance it.
Lipstick and make-up on his face,
uncle 'D'el Roy ' imagining him\my brother with heels
on his feet, deeply forcing.

Because it assized up there
and starts to rub around his 'familiales'.
D'el Roy; would like to put it to the test, he said at rest it knows
incest is just the best as well.

Whispers; from The mother to decide to enter
on the act, Its and its son have a special pact, understanding.
While his or her husband with 'D'el Roy '; and works she
obtains in her flowerbed, blooms on his and starts to give
it's principal, the son loves her mom and is equipped and
instructed, upwards through her face,
Like it draws his milk everywhere her cotton yellow face.
He knows that its mom and is nicer than the rest,
Granpa pa or uncle'D'el Roy.

He knows incest is not the best, inside his head,
but does, instead of being whupped.
The sister and the brother are a knowing pair,
It is more of a family name and thus divide and conquer.
Bill his brother cannot believe this chance,
Having a sister who knows to lean, their away.
After he located it -it's grubby paws advanced there.
He folds it open and molds it more around it' and takes her back,
Why of putting itself, love like the animals they became
the sad truth and dirty catfish muddiest, ' they both/know that '
incest is not the best and both they know it.

The father cannot believe that his/her daughter must be
forced thus, not the their kind, 'Randy' thus like he.
Because uncle 'D'el Roy ' draws aside its moist breeches
at the side on its knees as his\her takes it hates it from behind,
She and He groans and shouts and starts to cry, it bleeds.
'Dita', 'He dad, you are not my type, not a kind; man, 'Dita'.

The' dad says his incest is the better way, it hurts much less
And it is a game in which the entire family has played,
since the early eighteen hundreds.
The dad treats him as a daughter like the honoured guest,
'they both know, hugging that'
deep inside, that incest is not the best and start to cry.
And they both plan to runaway when both learn too understand it.

Friday, September 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dactyl
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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