flyguy69
Arch Angel
- Joined
- Oct 29, 2003
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Jubilate Gallo
For I will consider my penis.
For it serves me daily.
For it rises in service, and it is served in rising.
For this service is done at length and breadth.
For it is flesh, and of flesh.
For it is full, and is filled.
For the fullness of its glory is with heat and ardor.
For it generates the heat through its own ardor.
For it has a slight and upward curl.
For it is created in the image of the elephant and the serpent.
For it can pee.
For it performs an art.
For it brings joy in performance.
For it performs in 4 stages.
For firstly it stiffens.
For secondly it thrusts vigorously, to the fore and to the rear.
For thirdly it spits.
For fourthly it falls limp.
For it is content in the soft nest of my crotch.
For it remembers the Phoenix, winged angel of fire.
For it is born anew by the flames of lust, which are the expressions of prayer.
For it has known suffering.
For it knows the colors of rudeness: the blue of anguish and the purple of denial.
For it is forgiving.
For it can be cleaned, and cleanliness is a sign of chastity.
For with suds it can be made to appear a lollipop.
For it wears a beard with dignity.
For it takes to my fist with gusto.
For it expresses delight in great streams.
For it leaps, cat-like, in my grip, and cats led the exodus of the Jew.
For priestesses of the Rastafari and of the Free Mason know of it.
For it is humble in cold water.
For it goes not gentle into that good night.
For it knows a joke or two.
For it has good taste.
For it can fuck.
For I will consider my penis.
For it serves me daily.
For it rises in service, and it is served in rising.
For this service is done at length and breadth.
For it is flesh, and of flesh.
For it is full, and is filled.
For the fullness of its glory is with heat and ardor.
For it generates the heat through its own ardor.
For it has a slight and upward curl.
For it is created in the image of the elephant and the serpent.
For it can pee.
For it performs an art.
For it brings joy in performance.
For it performs in 4 stages.
For firstly it stiffens.
For secondly it thrusts vigorously, to the fore and to the rear.
For thirdly it spits.
For fourthly it falls limp.
For it is content in the soft nest of my crotch.
For it remembers the Phoenix, winged angel of fire.
For it is born anew by the flames of lust, which are the expressions of prayer.
For it has known suffering.
For it knows the colors of rudeness: the blue of anguish and the purple of denial.
For it is forgiving.
For it can be cleaned, and cleanliness is a sign of chastity.
For with suds it can be made to appear a lollipop.
For it wears a beard with dignity.
For it takes to my fist with gusto.
For it expresses delight in great streams.
For it leaps, cat-like, in my grip, and cats led the exodus of the Jew.
For priestesses of the Rastafari and of the Free Mason know of it.
For it is humble in cold water.
For it goes not gentle into that good night.
For it knows a joke or two.
For it has good taste.
For it can fuck.
