Nicky Burns believed
That he could bring the fire,
A swert Prometheus
Astride a crumbling spire,
But little did he know
And poorly judged his leap
And crashed a mile below,
A broken jangled heap
His face hidden by snow
And the dung of mountain sheep.
#owned
3 comments:
was this poem (poems are for gays btw) written before or after you paid a nasty 14 year old heroin addict boy for illegal sex?
nice try dork, I'm going to go out now and have hotdog and soda/beer with football buddies and then sex with healthy woman who isn't prostitute. jesus saves
thats NICCY burns to u, dawg
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