Ode To Maxy P
I have a question, though I'm not sure its frequently asked...

Why does Maximus touch me in lessons so?
It worries me to watch,
His hands they their make way upon my leg,
And up onto my crotch.

I do not care for such attention,
It is plain for all to see,
That he lusts for my pets, not myself,
For bestiality.

A Ferret's pecker, or a Budgerigar's wang,
I'm sure they all will please
The craving desire, of a boy
Who perceives it to be a tease.

When cattle turn and flee for him,
Playing hard to get are they?
No dear Max it is not true!
They do not swing that way.
(The Lump is malignant, unlike those pansy benign tumours, Sat 13 Aug 2005, 17:03, Reply)