Burmese Enchantress—The Stanza of Charlene Murgatroyd

Tastes like salmon.
The devil helped himself,
To a Pot Noodle,
From the cupboard.
He was enjoying it,
Until he bit his tongue.
He destroyed,
A nursery,
In his ire.
A busy nursery.

The bear’s long penis,
Hammers the back,
Of my throat.
I’m kinda turned on.

Smear the shit,
Across his chest.
Lick it off.
Throw it up,
Into his mouth.

Welcome, Keithfred!
We were expecting you,
To be much taller,
But you’ve,
A hell of an arse!
Commence with your,
Group wank,
In Room 304.

Tastes like salmon.