Stoking Me Written by Douglas Firestein I always thought thatI didn’t deserve youI really believed thatYou felt that way too When I came homeAnd saw lights were onI never expected to see youRiding that guy’s dong Pouring gas cansStriking matchesA fire I’m fanningFor the world Read More …
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Forget Her
Forget Her Written by Douglas Firestein We keep having thisTired conversationI kept all my promisesBut you left in frustration I can’t bleed anymoreI gave you all my heartThen you ran like a bitchTo another sucka’s arms Baby it’s a good thingI sharpened up my axeThought Read More …
Go to Hell
Go to Hell Written by Douglas Firestein We had a great thingThe two of us didBut you got skanky andHad to ruin it I knew other suckasWere sipping your nectarAnd I was ready to pound themCos I’m your protector What we hadIt’s gone baby, it’s Read More …
All Night
All Night Written by Douglas Firestein Let me hold your purseWhile you take a shitI’ll just wait outsideI promise not to look in it What the hell is this?These aren’t my briefsI can smell the foreign nutsSome other suckas meat Chopping off his fingerGonna swirl Read More …
Fish Fry
Fish Fry Written by Douglas Firestein Friday used to be our nightIt was love from every angleI can still see your happy faceSmile as my dong dangled Things they changed so fastI couldn’t believe my eyesWhen i saw your tongue slurpthe butthole of another guy Read More …
Juice
Juice Written by Douglas Firestein Graffiti is spreadingAcross the cityscapeScaring away touristsWho visit this lovely place Natives are quite kindBut there’s been some uptickIn hatred toward newcomersCos people act like dicks Suckas be thinkingThey’re hard as nailsBut I got a processThat never fails Tattoo their Read More …
How Does It Taste?
How Does It Taste? Written by Douglas Firestein (Gonna take, take)Gonna take your body(Gonna take, take)Gonna take your body boy I wouldn’t have in my handWhat was in your mouthSuckas always talking shitWhen the ladies are around You could use some classConsider me your teacherIt’s Read More …
Barbecue
Barbecue Written by Douglas Firestein I try to turn a blind eyeConsider everything normalBut seeing you sleep aroundIt’s far beyond hormonal There’s a line in the sandYou crossed it awful fastWhen that young white pool boyChlorinated your ass You complained I’m selfishThat I don’t meet Read More …
Sacrilege
Sacrilege Written by Douglas Firestein On the eighth day of ChristmasI was jerkin’ off in the labSaving a puddle of my batterInside a zip-lock bag This tasty treat was donatedTo the local church bazaarThey used it as shaving creamOn the Nun’s private parts Mystery ConceptionOh, Read More …
Sign the Dotted Line
Sign the Dotted Line Written by Douglas Firestein I got a coupon(Got a coupon)Delivered in the mail(In the mail)Opened the envelope(Opened the envelope)It was quite a deal(Quite a deal)Unfolded my wallet(Unfold his wallet)Pulled out a fist(Pulled out a fist)They must be crazy(Must be crazy)To think Read More …