There once was a man named Trout

Who’d often stick male reproductive organs in his mouth

one day the great times on his face

from his mouth he erased

and exclaimed “I’ve got an idea”

He spat out the man juice

took a swig of his chartreuse

and began to write of his thoughts

but a tangible pen there was naught

He reached in his bum

pulled a toy of faux coitus

and began to write in blood

his implementation he would

His partner kneeled down

and looked with a frown

at the feces stained paper

and dried blood from a gaper*

The words Furmwrs were all to be made out

*slang term i made up for goatse practicer