The Droppin'

Kren

I look down

It has happened

My books upon the floor they lie

A shout I let out, looking forward to the room full of people

They looked in shock

In anger I let out a fart to mask my failure.

In my anguish let a little more than I first thought.

 

Oh god


Through my pants it made a path

Covering me in a hot bath

A corny surprise cometh forth

I let out another scream, trying to gain all the attention

Fuck it, I want all the attention


My pants whip off

Fly through the thick air

The room silent

I am the only noise maker.

 

My dong hangs like a Vuvuzela.

Making just as much noise

 

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooo

  • Author: Kren (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 5th, 2016 15:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: A touchy situation that happened. Needed to get it written down to cope.
  • Category: Erotic
  • Views: 44


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