PORNO POET 

THE START OF IT ALL.

 

I’D NEVER BEEN A PIG BEFORE

AT LEAST THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT

UNTIL SOMEBODY MESSAGED ME

MY EYES AND MIND HE CAUGHT

A GUY DRESSED UP IN RUBBER

I COULDN’T LOOK AWAY

I NEEDED JUST TO MEET HIM

AND HEAR WHAT HE WOULD SAY.

SEE WHAT HE WOULD TEACH ME

I HAD A LOT TO LEARN

THE PIG I HAD INSIDE OF ME

SOON BEGAN TO YEARN.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I LIKED TO DRESS IN LEATHER

AND DRESS IN RUBBER TOO

I LIKE MY DIRTY WORKGEAR

THEY'RE ALL I LIKED TO DO

TOLD I LOOKED JUST LIKE A PIG

I WANTED TO KNOW MORE

AND ALL I NEEDED WAS A CHAIN

TO BE A PIG MAN'S WHORE.

THE PIG MAN'S CHAIN AROUND MY NECK

FASTENED NICE AND TIGHT

I'LL WEAR MY PIG CHAIN EVERY DAY

AND EVEN THROUGH THE NIGHT.

 

 

 

 

 

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