A Bone(r) to Pick (for Antmonkey; a collaboration with bigmammajen)

*Ding dong* The doorbell rings No answer, a hard knock It really stings The door opens And there stands Ant Hey bud, it’s Skel, Here to make you pant What the hell? he says A surprised look on his face Wanna have fun and fuck Add some people to the human race? He looked shocked Amazed, confused Come on Ant, let’s have fun, I want to feel abused! He did not look happy He covered his ass You know me Ant You know my past I’ve never had an Englishman Never in my life I usually stick with Germans, and Russians Fucking my whole life My pants started to bulge My horniness realized He stared down, afraid It was huge, the size! I reached down, pulled down The zipper opened Ant screamed his horror And Jen popped out like a token Oh Anty I love you I couldn’t pay the price So Skeletor let me ride in his pants Isn’t he so nice? There wasn’t much room in there With his love pump so grand And then it got even tighter When he inserted his hand I’m so glad to see you my love I have waited oh so long You look shocked my dear Why, is something wrong? Ant looks at Skeletor And does a triple take For he never realized the incredible size Of Skelly’s snake He has to choose Between Jen and Skel What was he thinking? No one could tell Then when he thinks He has made a choice For some freakish reason Jen has a different voice Then Skeletor laughs Evilly, a guffaw Rips off Jen’s mask For it’s really Tom Brokaw! Tom and Skel stood there Panting like goobs Skel touching himself Tom peeling off the fake boobs Ant stared in horror All his fears realized Skel had warned him of this Of being fucked until paralyzed Ant ran away in terror Covering his ass Skel and Tom gave chase Running fairly fast They ran quick Their horniness the reason But Ant had his ass to protect He didn’t want it bleedin’ It was a battle of wills Whose was stronger? Skel and Tom ran nude Eying each other, who was longer? They got lost in each other Ant got away He turned and saw Skeletor and Tom Brokaw spanking awayJen and I wrote this after I got really horny thinking about a possible trip to see Antmonkey over in England. Then she got really horny thinking about it, too, so we wrote this poem. Written January 30th, 2002 © on Jan 29 2002 04:54 PM PST   0 • 16 • 14