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  1. Inspired by the poem ‘Trees’ by Joyce Kilmer:
    I fear my lips will never lock Around the base of such a cock
    A cock whose throbbing veins are prest Against its owners hard tan chest
    A cock that looks to fuck all day Leaving asses in heaps to lay
    A cock that may in summer wear The thinnest cloth its man dare bare
    Upon whose balls my spit will stain To swallow whole I’ll need to strain
    Poems are made around the clock But only God can make a cock.

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