So, write now im righting a paper on fucking Willie Wordsworth. Umm, its going to be awesome, and to celebrate, I've written a parody of one of his most famous poems, "A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal."
A slumber did my spirit seal;
I had no human fears:
She seemed a thing that could not feel
The touch of earthly years.
No motion has she now, no force;
She neither hears nor sees;
Rolled round in earth's diurnal course,
With rocks and stones and trees.
And here's my parady!
A slumber did my spirit seal;
I had no human peene:
She seemed a thing that could not feel
The touch of earthly peene.
No motion has she now, no peene;
She neither hears nor sees;
Rolled round in earth's diurnal peene,
With rocks and stones and buttsex
Pretty clever, huh?