(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); I made a poem for all ya'll jews in the hopes you tell me how it do.

I wish i may, i wish i might
get inside your pants tonight

and if i do I must declare
i'll make you grool in your underwear.

With some guidance and good spirit
i'll make sure that you can feel it.

My tongue, my wand, and all that be
i'll spread thy legs and pump my seed

and in the morning with much self pity
you'll contemplate why you feel so shitty.

And that's why with much regret I shall inform you that I'm a ******...

As with morning sickness comes a father figure goes; that's why I plead to all you hoes "keep your fucking legs closed."