It’s about this poem, really. I’ve read it, Terry. I can’t pretend to be much of a judge of poetry, I’m an English teacher, not a homosexual.
Go to 2:18 for the great stuff.
Why don’t you ram it up your pimhole, you fusking cloffprunker?
Skank off, you cloffing cuck. You’re all a load of shoatbag fuskers. So prunk that up your primeministering pimhole.
