I was walking to work today. I travel through a park on my way to work. As I was walking . I spotted something between the path and the leaves.
Porn.
Naked ladies
The old question came to my mind. Who is it who leaves the porn in the parks.
I should thank them. I found a copy of a 70's girlie magazine. Actually mostly topless shots, when I was 11. Goodness knows how the magazine had lasted that long.
On another escapade. I found a porn collection, 2 feet high. I could not take it home, or indeed this latest find. I am searched upon entry into Hades
Why are the magazines always ripped to pieces. Is it teenagers fighting over the flesh? Tearing the magazine from each others hands
Or is it someone who is forbidden to bring it home, and in
Or perhaps someone, suffering from buyers remorse?
An offering to the gods? To the enity that smiles on pubescants
Who knows
Porn.
Naked ladies
The old question came to my mind. Who is it who leaves the porn in the parks.
I should thank them. I found a copy of a 70's girlie magazine. Actually mostly topless shots, when I was 11. Goodness knows how the magazine had lasted that long.
On another escapade. I found a porn collection, 2 feet high. I could not take it home, or indeed this latest find. I am searched upon entry into Hades
Why are the magazines always ripped to pieces. Is it teenagers fighting over the flesh? Tearing the magazine from each others hands
Or is it someone who is forbidden to bring it home, and in
Or perhaps someone, suffering from buyers remorse?
An offering to the gods? To the enity that smiles on pubescants
Who knows
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