Chris Eubank Phone Sex Poem (to be read with a lithp...)

Fuck it, write a poem
Dangle it down like it's Christmas..
As if you were sitting on santas knee and
Pretending like you don't know him....

Fuck it go on
Write a poem.

A master of the language
It's a bard that it is that You are
So come, I want now, write me poem
Write it hard come on... That's it

Yes

Mmmmmmmm

That's good.

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