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Let me butt in, or rather abruptly invite
With the topic of what a goat sees every night
The topic is coolies, a subject I love truly
One of which I'll grace anything but coolly
It shudders like vegans watching food die
It's a coveted entry point for plenty of guys
"Just the tip", with intention to explore the mineshaft
Digging for pleasure with a latex-sheathed mast
It can be a stretch to accommodate the boner
Of the merciless friction, lust AND jizz donor
Even with oil, it can feel like canola
Some pros won't do it for ALL the payola
The pull can be perilous, even spurred by defeat
Even though you're packing the product like peat
The mind, drunk on lust, turns denial into drive
To force acceptance of the "hero's" drill-dive
But for those who accept the rare rear invitation
They relish the burn of the unending invasion
Piercing pounding presents the ultimate game
The throaty tirades confirm my throbbing thrusts' aim
But what if the weapon, defiant of instruction
Cannot sate demands of steel construction?
"Pound" becomes "Punch", and from this deduction
Fist destruction becomes orgasm induction
Yes, a brutal butt breaching can take all forms
The bond breaches genders and societal norms
Butt rape can be butt love at the drop of a dime
An exit becomes entry for physical rhymes
I love to fuck asses and make the quaking cheek
By penetrating the sphincter that contains what reeks
My cock is a spelunker of the fleshy backdoor
My dream is to prevent sitting from chicks forevermore
Some call me crazy, some threaten to call cops
But I think hardcore anal intercourse is just tops
Splitting the peach cleft makes my mind melt
As I approach from behind and enter below the belt
With the topic of what a goat sees every night
The topic is coolies, a subject I love truly
One of which I'll grace anything but coolly
It shudders like vegans watching food die
It's a coveted entry point for plenty of guys
"Just the tip", with intention to explore the mineshaft
Digging for pleasure with a latex-sheathed mast
It can be a stretch to accommodate the boner
Of the merciless friction, lust AND jizz donor
Even with oil, it can feel like canola
Some pros won't do it for ALL the payola
The pull can be perilous, even spurred by defeat
Even though you're packing the product like peat
The mind, drunk on lust, turns denial into drive
To force acceptance of the "hero's" drill-dive
But for those who accept the rare rear invitation
They relish the burn of the unending invasion
Piercing pounding presents the ultimate game
The throaty tirades confirm my throbbing thrusts' aim
But what if the weapon, defiant of instruction
Cannot sate demands of steel construction?
"Pound" becomes "Punch", and from this deduction
Fist destruction becomes orgasm induction
Yes, a brutal butt breaching can take all forms
The bond breaches genders and societal norms
Butt rape can be butt love at the drop of a dime
An exit becomes entry for physical rhymes
I love to fuck asses and make the quaking cheek
By penetrating the sphincter that contains what reeks
My cock is a spelunker of the fleshy backdoor
My dream is to prevent sitting from chicks forevermore
Some call me crazy, some threaten to call cops
But I think hardcore anal intercourse is just tops
Splitting the peach cleft makes my mind melt
As I approach from behind and enter below the belt
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