The long hard tale of Jonathan Brecht by socialrepublican
equipped with
a certain memory condition
so each day was all new
so his loving father
slapped him
round the head
his beautiful beau
brought lovers over for tea
with coitus on the table
and thieves waited for him
outside his door
for his pocket change
drowned reluctantly
in a septic tank
whilst it
was raining
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