I am just a furry weeb minding his own business
im gay as fuck i want to die thats why i wrote this poem at 3 am
im a hopeless horny guy
next to my anime pillow, at night i cry
she blushes at me, she's shy
my willy a sword, flung out high
she took it in, she took it dry
releasing it all, like a cannon shooting in the sky
she moaned out a long, sharp battle cry
i released it, finishing all of my supply
I shivered of fear as my mother walked by
she shouted Billy
To my orders did you defy
No ma your just dreaming, or on weed you're too high
your son Billy is not sleeping with his doll and lube by.
gang weed holy it's the cleanest, guacamole nigga penis