. .:::::. .::::::::. ...:::::::::.. :::::::::::: ..:::::::::::::::::.. ::::: :::: .::: ::::::: :::. :::::. : :: ::::: :: :::::::. : ::: : :::::::::. ::: :::::::: ::: ::::: ::::: : :::: ::::: oxic :::......:::: hock .:::::::. ::::::::::: ::::::::::: ::::::::: presents Fetal Poetry for Baters by Gross Genitalia Toxic File #26 Centre of Eternity 615.552.5747 HQ of Toxic Shock and The Esoteric Society =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Loose as a goose Tight as a moneyroll. She bates herself With a jellyroll. Smooth rounded testes In cool baggy sacs. With long hard strokes Little Joey whacks. Oh how they go Each without mate. Enjoying themselves Oh how they 'bate. Bate in the north Bate in the south. Have a strong orgasm Cum in my mouth. Bate with each other Be a good sport. Oops now you're pregnant Time to abort. Discard the fetus Throw it away. Oh gross sick shit The father was gay. The fetus returns To seek its revenge. Pull out a blowtorch Makes pussy hair singe. Climb up inside Mutilate, tear. Mangled the uterus Keep the ovaries to wear. Look at ole daddy Bating with glee. Not noticing the fetus He shall soon see. Grab hold the father Rip off his dick. He shouldn't have bated The damned little prick. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= (c)1989 Toxic Shock After this little episode, The Followers of Fetus will not name themselves for fear of personal sanity and hygiene.