"Fuck You, Twilight" and Other Poems by The Prolific and Eloquent Trixie

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HOW DO I LOVE THEE, TWILIGHT?
LET ME COUNT THE WAYS
AND THE INCHES ON THY MONSTROUS COCK
UPON WHICH I NIGHTLY SUCK.
THY GIRTH IS GREAT
I CANNOT HATE
UPON THINE BLOATED PENILE PATE
IT TASTES QUITE DIVINE
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S ALL MINE
AND I DREAM EVERY DAY OF WHEN I MIGHT DINE.
BUT BEFORE THAT HAPPENS I MUST TELL
THAT THO' I MAY NOW GO TO HELL
I WILL NOT UNCAST THAT FUTA SPELL