Fallen from the same place where puberty made its extravagant entrance
The place where pregnancy was now an issue
Sleep upon the bridge of good times
The bridge of remebrance and reminiscing
Remembering that time
Time wet, sticky, disgusting time.
The time that you thought was gonna be better
the time the big lipped manakin laid above you as you soiled yourself mentally
As you prepared yourself for the worst senario
As you prepared to take the leap
The leap into what they call manhood
The leap into what i call the penile demise
The penile demise which change your life for the worse
It could make you or break you
I gurantee it will break you
unless you live your life off a strong backbone and stronger drugs
Stronger drugs as a replacment for what you crave
Not what you crave any more
Just because you enjoy it
You, a lilly licker from who-knows-where, enjoys
Most likely because no one wants you to enjoy it
Its forbidden fruit of the loom
Forbidden fruit that yields truth and lies
Fobidden fruit for reasons that it can drive the most sane man to run around in bright green spandex,
A bright purple cape,
a dogs penis glued to his forehead,
and chop off peoples hair and toenails with butterknives and it it in front of their faces.
But MY forbidden fruit of the loom
The fruit that lies active under mys skivvies
Under my undergarments of truth, wisdom and understanding
My forbidden fruit shall set you free
Let you know the truth
The truth that only you want to hear
It may tell others one thing but "you"...
The fruit tells "you"....
What "you" want to hear
Exactly what "you" and only "you" wanto to hear
And you'll love it
I promiss it'll fill you up with glee
and.......
The Truth
The truth from my forbidden fruit which lies active within my skivvies
will set you free
Free to feel how you want to feel with no regard
My forbidden fruit of the forbidden loom
The forbidden fuckin' loom
The Loom which only that person gets to operate
Will he operate it correctly
with precision
and keep the rules,
and law
and feelings in mind.
Thats Up to you
But Keep in mind,
My Fruit Is Pure
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If You Want It To Be
-HSD
Friday, November 27, 2009
The Forbidden Fruit Of My Glorious Loom
Brought Forth By Levon Gordon at 8:35 PM
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