https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival

On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
>
> https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival

Good day, quite good...!

On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> >
> > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
>
>
> Good day, quite good...!
thank you, GZ

On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> >
> > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
>
>
> Good day, quite good...!

Agreed, good selection, Jordy.

On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> >
> > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
>
>
> Good day, quite good...!
Thank you, GZ

On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 8:03:06 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > >
> > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> >
> >
> > Good day, quite good...!
> Agreed, good selection, Jordy.

On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 8:03:06 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > >
> > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> >
> >
> > Good day, quite good...!
> Agreed, good selection, Jordy.
Thank you, Will

On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 12:12:16 AM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 8:03:06 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
>
> > > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
>
> > Agreed, good selection, Jordy.
> Thank you, Will

Hello again Jordy, great to see you this afternoon.

:)

On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 5:25:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 12:12:16 AM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 8:03:06 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> >
> > > > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> >
> > > Agreed, good selection, Jordy.
> > Thank you, Will
> Hello again Jordy, great to see you this afternoon.
>
> :)

Hola Will

On Friday, February 24, 2023 at 2:32:47 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 5:25:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 12:12:16 AM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 8:03:06 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > >
> > > > > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> > >
> > > > Agreed, good selection, Jordy.
> > > Thank you, Will
> > Hello again Jordy, great to see you this afternoon.
> >
> > :)
> Hola Will

Hola shit, Jordy!

Have you seen the latest poem about your nephew.

We all needs to be censoring that!

***DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING POEM IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. ANY SIMILARITIES TO PERSON OR PERSONS LIVING OR DEAD IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.***

THE SAGA OF JORDAN T. CHASESCOTT

Uncle Isaac took his belt
And gave Young Jordy 40 welts.
Jordy grew to like the whacks
And Uncle Isaac’s touching acts.

Isaac Chase thought that Jordy was cute
'Specially dressed in his new birthday suit,
Isaac squeezed his love handles
Then blew out his candles,
Bent over and let out a "Toot!"

Isaac pulled his nephew's pid
Sucked him dry then tongued his hole;
Nephew Jordy was just a kid
When he first straddled Isaac's pole.

Isaac rode Jordy bareback at seven
And cornholed him big-time at eight
He left him creampied at eleven
And went back home to masturbate.

Isaac groped little Jordy on Friday
Isaac sucked him off Saturday night
Isaac fucked Jordy six times on Sunday
Yeah, his weekend was going alright.

There's only on "t" in "Sonnet."

Isaac nailed Jordy on summer's day.
Beneath the willow by the backdoor gate:
He squeezed his lovebuds, then he had his way
But quick release cut all too short the date;
Sometime too hot the elder Chase becomes
And often spills his load ere passion's dimm'd;
Where is the joy in picking Jordy's plums
Or planting kisses in his grass untrimm'd
When shorts are cream'd and flaccid members fail?
Thou Jordy's willing, Ike gave up the ghost;
Still discontent, he fondles Jordy's tale,
For tis the ass enamors him the most:
So long as Isaac still has eyes to see,
He'll strap one one and stick it to Jordy.

Isaac chased boys when he was a toddler
He chased toddlers when he went school,
He made brownies with them as a young man,
Stirred their pudding until he would drool.

Isaac chased little boys on the playground
Although he was a middle aged man,
Donkey punched till his mudpacker turned brown
Tho he preferred to say it was tan.
The Jordy Factor
a poem by Will Dockery as told to NancyGene

Jordy’s a good sub for dead Lady K
He jiggles his ass and says it’s foreplay
with my massive moobs that even young Clay
has to admit that he’d like to sashay
in the chorus that kicks on LeGents parquet
floor where Jordy and I rolled ‘round in May
when he visited us to show us his fey
manners and though his family’s rich, hey,
I’m not too proud to say that I’d lay
him for free and he won’t have to pay
for extras like hi there’s, night-nights and oy veys.

Isaac Chase was a pixie I knew
Who diddled his widdle nephew,
Jordy pulled Isaac's pud
But his pud was a dud
And now poor Isaac's sack has turned blue.

When Jordy was just a wee laddie
He'd pull down his pants for his daddy,
Uncle paid him a call
And buggered him raw
And Jordy cried "Uncle Ike had me."

Isaac had a young nephew named Jordy
Whose tuchus he simply adored, he
Got Jordy to bare it
That he might then share it
And buggered the boy while he roared "Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"

Uncle Isaac didn't care for his mommy,
His classmates found him a bit balmy;
It was said that the lad
Flicked his Bic for his dad:
Now chows on Nephew Jordy's shalomi.

Uncle Isaac desired little boys
He thought Jordy had exquisite poise
For a boy not yet ten
(He preferred boys to men)
And a man must have what he enjoys.

Little Jordy was sugar and spice
So his old uncle didn't think twice
About dipping his pole
In young Jordy's piehole,
Boston cream never seemed worth the price.

Uncle Isaac's an internet troll
Who fingered his nephew's dunghole,
Isaac stuck in his thumb
And made Jordy cum
And cried "Hola, Will -- I'm on a role!"

Isaac corked up Jordy Chase's bunghole,
Chocolate cha-cha'd til morning was nigh;
Gave his nephew a sloppy Picaso
He's a fart knockin', mud packin' guy.

Jordy Chase bought his uncle a butt plug
In the hope that he'd leave him alone;
Isaac plugged up his hole
And such joy filled his soul
That he plugged Jordy's hole with his own.

Uncle Isaac's a middle aged twit
Who's been found competently unfit,
For it's said he enjoys
Gallivanting with boys
And dipping his dick in their shit.

Isaac buggered Jordy in the bedroom
Isaac buggered Jordy in the car
Isaac buggered Jordy in the Men's Room
Of LeGents', Shadowville's favorite bar.

Uncle Isaac chased Jordy around his first crib,
Uncle Isaac "fed" Jordy and splooged on his bib,
Isaac changed Jordy's diapers for open-crotch hose
Then he buggered the toddler and jizzed on his nose.

Isaac cornswabbled his nephew's dinky
Pulled his joystick as if he played Pong;
Dipped his poo jabber till it got stinky
And nicknamed his dong "Donkey Kong."

When Jordan Chasescott was a lad
His Uncle Ike wanted him bad,
With the youth in his sights
Isaac gave up his nights
To baby sit straddling his 'nads.

Uncle Isaac was more like an ant
Who would crawl down young Jordy’s pants.
Jordy’d wiggle and scratch
But Isaac attached
Himself with coagulants.

Uncle Isaac ignored his niece, Judy,
Who didn’t have quite the same booty.
So Judy was spared,
And stood there and stared,
While Jordy got it in the patootie.

When Jordy went on Price is Right
His bung-hole shown like a nightlight.
He said it was Uncle
Ike and Garfuckles
Who implanted in him a Lite-Brite.

Uncle Isaac hosted family for Easter.
He told his sister he’d feast her.
They ate honey baked ham
And rack of young lamb
While Isaac dined on Jordy’s keister.

Isaac Chased Jordan Chasescott
From when he was just a young tot.
Isaac gave him a ball
and that wasn’t all,
for his undies had X marks the spot.

Uncle Isaac would pat Jordy’s buttock
And soothe him to sleep with some smut talk.
As Joey took vids
And entertained bids,
Little Jordy’s cradle would rock.

Uncle Isaac said let’s play Cowboys,
For riding is one of my joys.
I’ll be Roy, you’ll be Trigger,
As we gallop with vigor,
And Jordy, you’ll make whinny noise.

Isaac liked his nephew Jordy’s rear view,
From whence Jordy did his #2.
Jordy did #1
And Isaac said, son,
That not what we Commies doo-doo.

Jordan Chasescott had a gluteus--
That Uncle Isaac said was beauteous.
Isaac said drop your pants,
Give your Uncle a chance,
To give you a rub that’s salubrious.

Uncle Isaac and Jordan would read nursery rhymes
About Commies and sex and YouTube crimes.
Jordy learned about jails
And Joey’s porn sales
While Isaac performed pantomimes.

Isaac Chase’s “love dared not speak its name”
So Jordan was written into Internet fame.
Isaac thanked Will and Zod
And committed job fraud
While Jordan Chasescott bore the shame.

Jordan Chasescott was naïve
Of what Isaac hid up his sleeve.
Isaac gave him a bath
While he did the math
That at least he wouldn’t conceive.

Little Jordan Chasescott lost his way.
Uncle Isaac yelled, “I’ll save the day!”
“Take off your pants
And I’ll do a belt Dance
On your butt ‘til you can say
Uncle!”

Jordan Chasescott’s derriere
Would get lots of sun and fresh air.
Uncle Isaac would blow
And Jordan would know
That he didn’t need any beachwear.

Isaac Chase was childlike and hopeless
And hung out with folks who were soapless.
Isaac took Jordy’s hand
And said I’m your man,
But no one can make me grope you less.

Jordan sits in Isaac’s lap while they drive,
Isaac is 49 and Jordy’s 25.
Jordy said it’s U-turn,
Isaac said how I burn
To lay rubber on I-95.

Jordan Chasescott was expertly groomed
After visiting Isaac’s bedroom.
Jordan had a strong yen
To trade Barbies for Ken
And to keep his small tuchus perfumed.

Stout Joseph was pen-pals with “Price is Right” Jordan.
Chasescott Jordan offered photos to Stout Joseph’s warden.
Pics of Will Dockery
Made Stout Joe a mockery,
Since his dad wore just a bleue cordon.

Jordan Chasescott would cover his hiney,
But his Uncle still wanted to dine, he
Would tell Jord, “Look squirrel!”
Jordan’s pink toes would curl,
And Uncle’d declare that was fine eats.

On Friday, February 24, 2023 at 7:50:04 PM UTC, Will Donkey wrote:
> On Friday, February 24, 2023 at 2:32:47 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 5:25:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > > On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 12:12:16 AM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 8:03:06 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > > > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > > >
> > > > > > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> > > >
> > > > > Agreed, good selection, Jordy.
> > > > Thank you, Will
> > > Hello again Jordy, great to see you this afternoon.
> > >
> > > :)
> > Hola Will
> Hola shit, Jordy!
>
> Have you seen the latest poem about your nephew.
>
> We all needs to be censoring that!
>
> ***DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING POEM IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. ANY SIMILARITIES TO PERSON OR PERSONS LIVING OR DEAD IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.***
>
> THE SAGA OF JORDAN T. CHASESCOTT
>
> Uncle Isaac took his belt
> And gave Young Jordy 40 welts.
> Jordy grew to like the whacks
> And Uncle Isaac’s touching acts.
>
> Isaac Chase thought that Jordy was cute
> 'Specially dressed in his new birthday suit,
> Isaac squeezed his love handles
> Then blew out his candles,
> Bent over and let out a "Toot!"
>
> Isaac pulled his nephew's pid
> Sucked him dry then tongued his hole;
> Nephew Jordy was just a kid
> When he first straddled Isaac's pole.
>
> Isaac rode Jordy bareback at seven
> And cornholed him big-time at eight
> He left him creampied at eleven
> And went back home to masturbate.
>
> Isaac groped little Jordy on Friday
> Isaac sucked him off Saturday night
> Isaac fucked Jordy six times on Sunday
> Yeah, his weekend was going alright.
>
> There's only on "t" in "Sonnet."
>
> Isaac nailed Jordy on summer's day.
> Beneath the willow by the backdoor gate:
> He squeezed his lovebuds, then he had his way
> But quick release cut all too short the date;
> Sometime too hot the elder Chase becomes
> And often spills his load ere passion's dimm'd;
> Where is the joy in picking Jordy's plums
> Or planting kisses in his grass untrimm'd
> When shorts are cream'd and flaccid members fail?
> Thou Jordy's willing, Ike gave up the ghost;
> Still discontent, he fondles Jordy's tale,
> For tis the ass enamors him the most:
> So long as Isaac still has eyes to see,
> He'll strap one one and stick it to Jordy.
>
> Isaac chased boys when he was a toddler
> He chased toddlers when he went school,
> He made brownies with them as a young man,
> Stirred their pudding until he would drool.
>
> Isaac chased little boys on the playground
> Although he was a middle aged man,
> Donkey punched till his mudpacker turned brown
> Tho he preferred to say it was tan.
> The Jordy Factor
> a poem by Will Dockery as told to NancyGene
>
> Jordy’s a good sub for dead Lady K
> He jiggles his ass and says it’s foreplay
> with my massive moobs that even young Clay
> has to admit that he’d like to sashay
> in the chorus that kicks on LeGents parquet
> floor where Jordy and I rolled ‘round in May
> when he visited us to show us his fey
> manners and though his family’s rich, hey,
> I’m not too proud to say that I’d lay
> him for free and he won’t have to pay
> for extras like hi there’s, night-nights and oy veys.
>
> Isaac Chase was a pixie I knew
> Who diddled his widdle nephew,
> Jordy pulled Isaac's pud
> But his pud was a dud
> And now poor Isaac's sack has turned blue.
>
> When Jordy was just a wee laddie
> He'd pull down his pants for his daddy,
> Uncle paid him a call
> And buggered him raw
> And Jordy cried "Uncle Ike had me."
>
> Isaac had a young nephew named Jordy
> Whose tuchus he simply adored, he
> Got Jordy to bare it
> That he might then share it
> And buggered the boy while he roared "Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"
>
> Uncle Isaac didn't care for his mommy,
> His classmates found him a bit balmy;
> It was said that the lad
> Flicked his Bic for his dad:
> Now chows on Nephew Jordy's shalomi.
>
> Uncle Isaac desired little boys
> He thought Jordy had exquisite poise
> For a boy not yet ten
> (He preferred boys to men)
> And a man must have what he enjoys.
>
> Little Jordy was sugar and spice
> So his old uncle didn't think twice
> About dipping his pole
> In young Jordy's piehole,
> Boston cream never seemed worth the price.
>
> Uncle Isaac's an internet troll
> Who fingered his nephew's dunghole,
> Isaac stuck in his thumb
> And made Jordy cum
> And cried "Hola, Will -- I'm on a role!"
>
> Isaac corked up Jordy Chase's bunghole,
> Chocolate cha-cha'd til morning was nigh;
> Gave his nephew a sloppy Picaso
> He's a fart knockin', mud packin' guy.
>
> Jordy Chase bought his uncle a butt plug
> In the hope that he'd leave him alone;
> Isaac plugged up his hole
> And such joy filled his soul
> That he plugged Jordy's hole with his own.
>
> Uncle Isaac's a middle aged twit
> Who's been found competently unfit,
> For it's said he enjoys
> Gallivanting with boys
> And dipping his dick in their shit.
>
> Isaac buggered Jordy in the bedroom
> Isaac buggered Jordy in the car
> Isaac buggered Jordy in the Men's Room
> Of LeGents', Shadowville's favorite bar.
>
> Uncle Isaac chased Jordy around his first crib,
> Uncle Isaac "fed" Jordy and splooged on his bib,
> Isaac changed Jordy's diapers for open-crotch hose
> Then he buggered the toddler and jizzed on his nose.
>
> Isaac cornswabbled his nephew's dinky
> Pulled his joystick as if he played Pong;
> Dipped his poo jabber till it got stinky
> And nicknamed his dong "Donkey Kong."
>
> When Jordan Chasescott was a lad
> His Uncle Ike wanted him bad,
> With the youth in his sights
> Isaac gave up his nights
> To baby sit straddling his 'nads.
>
> Uncle Isaac was more like an ant
> Who would crawl down young Jordy’s pants.
> Jordy’d wiggle and scratch
> But Isaac attached
> Himself with coagulants.
>
> Uncle Isaac ignored his niece, Judy,
> Who didn’t have quite the same booty.
> So Judy was spared,
> And stood there and stared,
> While Jordy got it in the patootie.
>
> When Jordy went on Price is Right
> His bung-hole shown like a nightlight.
> He said it was Uncle
> Ike and Garfuckles
> Who implanted in him a Lite-Brite.
>
> Uncle Isaac hosted family for Easter.
> He told his sister he’d feast her.
> They ate honey baked ham
> And rack of young lamb
> While Isaac dined on Jordy’s keister.
>
> Isaac Chased Jordan Chasescott
> From when he was just a young tot.
> Isaac gave him a ball
> and that wasn’t all,
> for his undies had X marks the spot.
>
> Uncle Isaac would pat Jordy’s buttock
> And soothe him to sleep with some smut talk.
> As Joey took vids
> And entertained bids,
> Little Jordy’s cradle would rock.
>
> Uncle Isaac said let’s play Cowboys,
> For riding is one of my joys.
> I’ll be Roy, you’ll be Trigger,
> As we gallop with vigor,
> And Jordy, you’ll make whinny noise.
>
> Isaac liked his nephew Jordy’s rear view,
> From whence Jordy did his #2.
> Jordy did #1
> And Isaac said, son,
> That not what we Commies doo-doo.
>
> Jordan Chasescott had a gluteus--
> That Uncle Isaac said was beauteous.
> Isaac said drop your pants,
> Give your Uncle a chance,
> To give you a rub that’s salubrious.
>
> Uncle Isaac and Jordan would read nursery rhymes
> About Commies and sex and YouTube crimes.
> Jordy learned about jails
> And Joey’s porn sales
> While Isaac performed pantomimes.
>
> Isaac Chase’s “love dared not speak its name”
> So Jordan was written into Internet fame.
> Isaac thanked Will and Zod
> And committed job fraud
> While Jordan Chasescott bore the shame.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was naïve
> Of what Isaac hid up his sleeve.
> Isaac gave him a bath
> While he did the math
> That at least he wouldn’t conceive.
>
> Little Jordan Chasescott lost his way.
> Uncle Isaac yelled, “I’ll save the day!”
> “Take off your pants
> And I’ll do a belt Dance
> On your butt ‘til you can say
> Uncle!”
>
> Jordan Chasescott’s derriere
> Would get lots of sun and fresh air.
> Uncle Isaac would blow
> And Jordan would know
> That he didn’t need any beachwear.
>
> Isaac Chase was childlike and hopeless
> And hung out with folks who were soapless.
> Isaac took Jordy’s hand
> And said I’m your man,
> But no one can make me grope you less.
>
> Jordan sits in Isaac’s lap while they drive,
> Isaac is 49 and Jordy’s 25.
> Jordy said it’s U-turn,
> Isaac said how I burn
> To lay rubber on I-95.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was expertly groomed
> After visiting Isaac’s bedroom.
> Jordan had a strong yen
> To trade Barbies for Ken
> And to keep his small tuchus perfumed.
>
> Stout Joseph was pen-pals with “Price is Right” Jordan.
> Chasescott Jordan offered photos to Stout Joseph’s warden.
> Pics of Will Dockery
> Made Stout Joe a mockery,
> Since his dad wore just a bleue cordon.
>
> Jordan Chasescott would cover his hiney,
> But his Uncle still wanted to dine, he
> Would tell Jord, “Look squirrel!”
> Jordan’s pink toes would curl,
> And Uncle’d declare that was fine eats.
>
> Isaac Chase tried to buy his young nephew,
> But his sister wouldn’t sell and was deaf to
> Isaac’s sad pleas
> To give Jordy a squeeze,
> So Isaac nailed him and said “Guess who?”
>
> Young Jordy wished to play with some girls,
> But Isaac said girls make me hurl.
> You should have a guy
> And then you’ll know why
> I dress you in ruffles and pearls.
>
> Jordan Chasescott tried to be what he’s not.
> Uncle Isaac told him that to be gay was hot.
> Isaac Chase said come here
> And I’ll fondle your rear--
> You’ll remember the things you forgot.
>
> Isaac Chase dearly loved his nephew and tried
> To kiss Jordan Chasescott’s tiny backside.
> Jordan said, Uncle Ike,
> Could I have a new bike?
> So Isaac gave him a banana seat ride.
>
> Jordan scorned warnings and read
> Playboy Magazines stashed by his bed.
> Uncle Isaac then stressed
> Don’t look at a breast:
> I have Playgirl for you instead.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was teenaged,
> And therefore his Chase hormones raged.
> Uncle Isaac said, “Yes,
> You look great in that dress,”
> And thus Jordan’s doubts were assuaged.
>
> Uncle Isaac Chase worked a part-time job,
> And the rest of the day his body would throb
> For his Nephew Jordan,
> And in Nephews he scored in,
> The most views of Jordan’s hobnob.
>
> Uncle Isaac Chase was in great haste
> To see that Jordan was disgraced.
> Isaac said his hellos
> To Zod-Dockery beaus
> And Jordan Chasescott was debased.
>
> Uncle Isaac L. Chase had a goal:
> To occupy Jordan’s butt hole.
> Isaac Chase said, “Bend over
> There’s a rare 4-leaf clover,”
> And Nature walks soon took their toll.
>
> Isaac Chase liked playing physician
> With Jordan Chasescott’s health condition.
> Isaac said, “Don this gown,
> On the table face down,
> And Jordan lost all inhibitions.
>
> Isaac told Jordan he’d teach him to shoot
> And to fish and to dive so he wore his swim suit.
> Jordan brought his cap gun
> But he was outdone
> When Isaac shot up his patoot.
>
> Jordan complained his dear Uncle
> Would stick to him like a carbuncle.
> Jordan Chasescott would cry
> When Uncle Isaac would try
> To sneak into Jordan’s bed bunkle.
>
> Isaac Chase liked school and the Weekly Reader.
> Isaac ate up the tales of Johnny the Apple Seeder.
> Then Jordan Chasescott was born,
> And Isaac was torn
> Between fruit and bottom-feeder.
>
> The Chase family loved Isaac’s work.
> He could have stayed home, just a jerk.
> But he worked phones part time
> And earned him a dime,
> And Jordan Chasescott was a perk.
>
> Uncle Isaac knocked on Jordy’s door,
> Said they’d reenact Chase family noir.
> Uncle Isaac said come,
> But Jordan had none,
> For Jordan was a mere child of four.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was LinkedIn
> To the Isaac L. Chase den of sin.
> Isaac said we’ll resume
> Work in my bedroom
> And Jordan learned market penetration.
>
> Uncle Isaac took Jordy to see
> The statue of David in Italy
> Isaac said the male nude
> Put him in the mood
> And Jordy’s fig leaf was so wee.
>
> Isaac and Jordan wore pjs
> Which made it convenient for bjs.
> There were traps front and back
> Which dropped with a whack,
> So that Isaac could teach Jordan 3 ways.
>
> When Isaac was at Jordy’s home,
> His fingers and hands ached to roam.
> He said, “Jordy, the magic is
> In all my adjectives,
> And you’ll be my no comments poem.”
>
> Jordy was home on the range
> Where he and Uncle Isaac would play.
> They’d also play deer rut
> And Jordy’s little red butt
> Would be sore and dark cloudy all day.
>
> Jordan would sing “Happy Trails,”
> But Isaac would say “Happy Tails.”
> When Jordan got gas,
> Isaac pinched his sweet ass.
> We don’t need to give more details.
>
> Uncle Isaac enjoyed babysitting
> And his devotion was unremitting.
> He would treat Jordan’s butt
> Like a chocolate doughnut
> And polish it off lick and splitting.
>
> Jordan Chasescott liked to read
> Uncle Isaac’s Communist creed.
> Jordan said let’s be poor
> And Isaac said, more,
> We’ll share your butt according to need.
>
> Uncle Isaac bought a Chinese balloon
> And gave it to Jordan for his room.
> Jordan flew it over the U.S.
> And it was shot down as the newest
> Blow toy that made Isaac swoon.
>
> Isaac L. Chase researched YouTube
> But not for looking at big boobs.
> Isaac said, my dear Jordan,
> I’ve already stored in
> You a lifetime of oil change and lubes.
>
> Isaac L. Chase reached out far
> To make young Jordan a star.
> Ike encouraged porn poetry,
> Despite knowing that he
> Was publishing Jordan’s memoir.
>
> Jordan Chasescott liked his men
> Manly like Isaac back when
> Isaac Chase showed him photos
> Of where sun’s rays don’t go
> And Jordan was porn born again.
>
> Isaac extolled Jordan’s butt hole--
> To display at State Fairs was Unc Ike’s goal.
> Unc Ike shaped and grew
> Jordan’s butt hole into
> The shape of a large mixing bowl.
>
> Isaac Chase sent Jordan a Valentine
> That said “Sweet Nephew, Won’t You Be Mine?”
> Isaac bought candy and flowers
> And it was only two hours
> Before Isaac gave Jord’s butt a spit shine.
>
> Isaac took a pic of Jordan’s hiney.
> He thought it looked like a Modigliani.
> Isaac said, “I won’t sell
> This picture so swell,
> But it sure makes a great Valentiney.”
>
> Isaac Chase tried to rob the Chase bank.
> He said it was his and he ranked
> Far above peons,
> And had done so for eons,
> Plus he had to fund Jordan’s young flank.
>
> Nephew Jordan Chasescott wanted trucks
> For Christmas but Isaac said, “Shucks,
> I’ll give you an erector set
> When I get the projector set,
> And Joe Stout can make some big bucks.”
>
> Jordan Chasescott went to college--
> He wanted to know carnal knowledge
> From more than his Uncle Ike,
> Who rode him like a dirt bike,
> Uncle Isaac being the source of his downfallage.
>
> When Jordan went off to San Diego,
> Uncle Isaac cried out, “Oh, if so,
> You’ll never find the like
> Of your lech Uncle Ike,
> Who has cream cheesed your salty round bagel!”
>
> Uncle Isaac couldn’t write or even read.
> He was subsidized by his family as need-
> ed, because he was slow
> he played with Jordy (you know),
> and the next gen of perverts took seed.
>
> Uncle Isaac went shopping for toys
> That he thought would teach male skills and poise.
> My Own Dominatrix
> Taught Jordan enough tricks
> To pay off Uncle Isaac’s friend-boys.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was good pals
> With Joseph Stout’s young guys and gals.
> Jordan said, “I’d sure like
> To pose for you, not Unc Ike,
> But Isaac owns my genitals.”
>
> Isaac L. Chase said hello
> To all the old guys he might blow.
> He got some replies
> And in Jordan’s young eyes
> Uncle Isaac was mucho gusto.
>
> Isaac was called Magic Ike.
> Ike had all the moves Jordan liked.
> Ike took off his clothes
> And strutted and posed
> So Jord stuffed some bills up Ike’s pike.
>
> 49 year old Chase was a merry old gay,
> A merry old gay was he.
> He called for his job
> And he called for his nephew,
> And was hung up on both of these.
>
> Isaac Chase loved his years in Turkish prisons,
> Where his lips and his butt fairly glistened.
> He sent Jord to Turk Camp
> With a “best used by” date stamp,
> And Jord’s skin was daily conditioned.
>
> Uncle Isaac toured London, England,
> Where some of Jordan Chasescott’s pings land.
> Isaac said, “Same to you.”
> Jordy said, “I knew you blew,
> Since Unc Ike, you’re a Queen in a King’s land.
>
> When Isaac Chase
> Comes sneaking in,
> When Isaac Chase
> Comes sneaking in,
> He will soon disrupt Jordan’s slumber,
> When Isaac Chase’s urges win.
>
> Isaac played doctor with lambs,
> But they grew into truculent rams.
> Then Jordan was born
> And quickly was shorn
> For Uncle Isaac’s sheepish exam.
>
> Jordan was taught run, hide, fight
> When Isaac appeared in the night
> But Isaac was a poof
> Dressed up as a doof
> And installed in Jordan a taillight.
>
> This little Jordy’s on the market
> This little Jordy’s afraid at home
> This little Jordy was roast beef
> This little Jordy was buns
> This little Jordy cried OWW, OWW, OWW
> When Uncle Isaac came to his home.
>
> Jordan got hives
> With the sound of Isaac,
> The sound that he heard
> Many times before.
> Isaac fills Jordan with the name of Uncle
> And he’ll spring once more.
>
> Jordan, how does it feel
> To be at your home
> With an Uncle Gnome
> Who’s without a poem
> And his hands will roam
> And your name’s well known?
>
> Jordan was sixteen, going on 17,
> He was too old for Ike.
> When Jordan was 5,
> Ike said I know that I’ve
> Got 10 years to do what I like.
>
> When Isaac’s eyes were leering
> Jordan knew to run away.
> When Isaac’s eyes were peering
> He would lead young Jordan astray.
>
> When done with his calls
> And Isaac is high
> He sneaks into
> Jordan’s bedroom.
>
> Nights are long since you ran away
> I wasn’t wrong to teach you 4 play
> My Jordy
> My Jordy
> Your Uncle misses you.
>
> Gawk and send for pictures
> of Ike’s little nephew Jordy
> On the down-low
> Just as though
> Ike was on his knees
> A million pre-teen pictures
> Joseph Stout can deliver
> Once he comes back
> From being sent up river
> No stock pics of Jordy
> And these are all yours royalty free
>
> Isaac’s Love is for the very young
> Every bath’s a wishing well in Isaac’s view
> But Isaac’s Love can slide out of his fingers
> So if Jordan’s clean, Isaac still can play peek-a-boo.
>
> Isaac, Isaac, nephew eater,
> Saw Jordan, became a creeper
> He put Jord’s name in AAPC
> And made a joke of poor Jordy.
>
> Pat a butt, pat a butt, trust fund man
> Say same to you as fast as you can
> Roll it and smoke it and mark it with an I
> And give it to your nephew to keep him high.
> Little Boy Jordan
> You are so forlorn
> Your uncle’s in your bedroom
> And he’s into kid porn.
>
> Where the toys are
> Isaac waits for Jordan
> A leering face, creepy embrace
> Two arms to hold him Uncle-ly.
>
> Tiptoe in Jordan’s bedroom
> Or by the window, peek at Jordy
> Isaac slow-mo’s through the pictures of Jordy.
>
> Who can take a nephew
> And smother him with hugs
> Who takes on his nephew’s name then covers it with smut
> The Isaac Man, The Isaac Man can.
> Jordan was born the next of kin
> Now skin to skin
> To an adjective sin
>
> Something in the way you groomed Jord
> Impacts him as the police discover
> Something in Jordan’s bruises
> Isaac, you may not want to leave Jord now
> But you know you’ll be jailed anyhow.
>
> Isaac is the face in the security light
> His footsteps ping down the hall
> The love he dares comes out this night
> And Jordy’s barely learned to crawl.
>
> What a day Isaac’s had
> In the nude, he is bad
> Why, it’s almost like being in Jordan
> There’s an Uncle sucking face
> And his name is Isaac Chase
> Why, it’s almost like being in Jordan.
>
> Isaac Chase sought to be President
> But since he’s a permanent resident
> Of Jordan Chasescott’s behind
> And thus is maligned,
> He had Jordan swallow the evidence.

Jordy C wrote:

> https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival

Good afternoon Jordy, again, great choice.

🙂

On Friday, February 24, 2023 at 3:16:46 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> Jordy C wrote:
>
>
> > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> Good afternoon Jordy, again, great choice.
>
> 🙂
Non hour, Will, thank you

On Friday, February 24, 2023 at 3:16:46 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> Jordy C wrote:
>
>
> > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> Good afternoon Jordy, again, great choice.
>
> 🙂
Bonjour, Will, thank you

On Friday, February 24, 2023 at 3:18:56 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:

> Non hour, Will, thank you

Hey, Jordy's Uncle, what's "non hour?" Is that a quickie?

> ***DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING POEM IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. ANY SIMILARITIES TO PERSON OR PERSONS LIVING OR DEAD IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.***
>
> THE SAGA OF JORDAN T. CHASESCOTT
>
> Uncle Isaac took his belt
> And gave Young Jordy 40 welts.
> Jordy grew to like the whacks
> And Uncle Isaac’s touching acts.
>
> Isaac Chase thought that Jordy was cute
> 'Specially dressed in his new birthday suit,
> Isaac squeezed his love handles
> Then blew out his candles,
> Bent over and let out a "Toot!"
>
> Isaac pulled his nephew's pid
> Sucked him dry then tongued his hole;
> Nephew Jordy was just a kid
> When he first straddled Isaac's pole.
>
> Isaac rode Jordy bareback at seven
> And cornholed him big-time at eight
> He left him creampied at eleven
> And went back home to masturbate.
>
> Isaac groped little Jordy on Friday
> Isaac sucked him off Saturday night
> Isaac fucked Jordy six times on Sunday
> Yeah, his weekend was going alright.
>
> There's only on "t" in "Sonnet."
>
> Isaac nailed Jordy on summer's day.
> Beneath the willow by the backdoor gate:
> He squeezed his lovebuds, then he had his way
> But quick release cut all too short the date;
> Sometime too hot the elder Chase becomes
> And often spills his load ere passion's dimm'd;
> Where is the joy in picking Jordy's plums
> Or planting kisses in his grass untrimm'd
> When shorts are cream'd and flaccid members fail?
> Thou Jordy's willing, Ike gave up the ghost;
> Still discontent, he fondles Jordy's tale,
> For tis the ass enamors him the most:
> So long as Isaac still has eyes to see,
> He'll strap one one and stick it to Jordy.
>
> Isaac chased boys when he was a toddler
> He chased toddlers when he went school,
> He made brownies with them as a young man,
> Stirred their pudding until he would drool.
>
> Isaac chased little boys on the playground
> Although he was a middle aged man,
> Donkey punched till his mudpacker turned brown
> Tho he preferred to say it was tan.
> The Jordy Factor
> a poem by Will Dockery as told to NancyGene
>
> Jordy’s a good sub for dead Lady K
> He jiggles his ass and says it’s foreplay
> with my massive moobs that even young Clay
> has to admit that he’d like to sashay
> in the chorus that kicks on LeGents parquet
> floor where Jordy and I rolled ‘round in May
> when he visited us to show us his fey
> manners and though his family’s rich, hey,
> I’m not too proud to say that I’d lay
> him for free and he won’t have to pay
> for extras like hi there’s, night-nights and oy veys.
>
> Isaac Chase was a pixie I knew
> Who diddled his widdle nephew,
> Jordy pulled Isaac's pud
> But his pud was a dud
> And now poor Isaac's sack has turned blue.
>
> When Jordy was just a wee laddie
> He'd pull down his pants for his daddy,
> Uncle paid him a call
> And buggered him raw
> And Jordy cried "Uncle Ike had me."
>
> Isaac had a young nephew named Jordy
> Whose tuchus he simply adored, he
> Got Jordy to bare it
> That he might then share it
> And buggered the boy while he roared "Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"
>
> Uncle Isaac didn't care for his mommy,
> His classmates found him a bit balmy;
> It was said that the lad
> Flicked his Bic for his dad:
> Now chows on Nephew Jordy's shalomi.
>
> Uncle Isaac desired little boys
> He thought Jordy had exquisite poise
> For a boy not yet ten
> (He preferred boys to men)
> And a man must have what he enjoys.
>
> Little Jordy was sugar and spice
> So his old uncle didn't think twice
> About dipping his pole
> In young Jordy's piehole,
> Boston cream never seemed worth the price.
>
> Uncle Isaac's an internet troll
> Who fingered his nephew's dunghole,
> Isaac stuck in his thumb
> And made Jordy cum
> And cried "Hola, Will -- I'm on a role!"
>
> Isaac corked up Jordy Chase's bunghole,
> Chocolate cha-cha'd til morning was nigh;
> Gave his nephew a sloppy Picaso
> He's a fart knockin', mud packin' guy.
>
> Jordy Chase bought his uncle a butt plug
> In the hope that he'd leave him alone;
> Isaac plugged up his hole
> And such joy filled his soul
> That he plugged Jordy's hole with his own.
>
> Uncle Isaac's a middle aged twit
> Who's been found competently unfit,
> For it's said he enjoys
> Gallivanting with boys
> And dipping his dick in their shit.
>
> Isaac buggered Jordy in the bedroom
> Isaac buggered Jordy in the car
> Isaac buggered Jordy in the Men's Room
> Of LeGents', Shadowville's favorite bar.
>
> Uncle Isaac chased Jordy around his first crib,
> Uncle Isaac "fed" Jordy and splooged on his bib,
> Isaac changed Jordy's diapers for open-crotch hose
> Then he buggered the toddler and jizzed on his nose.
>
> Isaac cornswabbled his nephew's dinky
> Pulled his joystick as if he played Pong;
> Dipped his poo jabber till it got stinky
> And nicknamed his dong "Donkey Kong."
>
> When Jordan Chasescott was a lad
> His Uncle Ike wanted him bad,
> With the youth in his sights
> Isaac gave up his nights
> To baby sit straddling his 'nads.
>
> Uncle Isaac was more like an ant
> Who would crawl down young Jordy’s pants.
> Jordy’d wiggle and scratch
> But Isaac attached
> Himself with coagulants.
>
> Uncle Isaac ignored his niece, Judy,
> Who didn’t have quite the same booty.
> So Judy was spared,
> And stood there and stared,
> While Jordy got it in the patootie.
>
> When Jordy went on Price is Right
> His bung-hole shown like a nightlight.
> He said it was Uncle
> Ike and Garfuckles
> Who implanted in him a Lite-Brite.
>
> Uncle Isaac hosted family for Easter.
> He told his sister he’d feast her.
> They ate honey baked ham
> And rack of young lamb
> While Isaac dined on Jordy’s keister.
>
> Isaac Chased Jordan Chasescott
> From when he was just a young tot.
> Isaac gave him a ball
> and that wasn’t all,
> for his undies had X marks the spot.
>
> Uncle Isaac would pat Jordy’s buttock
> And soothe him to sleep with some smut talk.
> As Joey took vids
> And entertained bids,
> Little Jordy’s cradle would rock.
>
> Uncle Isaac said let’s play Cowboys,
> For riding is one of my joys.
> I’ll be Roy, you’ll be Trigger,
> As we gallop with vigor,
> And Jordy, you’ll make whinny noise.
>
> Isaac liked his nephew Jordy’s rear view,
> From whence Jordy did his #2.
> Jordy did #1
> And Isaac said, son,
> That not what we Commies doo-doo.
>
> Jordan Chasescott had a gluteus--
> That Uncle Isaac said was beauteous.
> Isaac said drop your pants,
> Give your Uncle a chance,
> To give you a rub that’s salubrious.
>
> Uncle Isaac and Jordan would read nursery rhymes
> About Commies and sex and YouTube crimes.
> Jordy learned about jails
> And Joey’s porn sales
> While Isaac performed pantomimes.
>
> Isaac Chase’s “love dared not speak its name”
> So Jordan was written into Internet fame.
> Isaac thanked Will and Zod
> And committed job fraud
> While Jordan Chasescott bore the shame.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was naïve
> Of what Isaac hid up his sleeve.
> Isaac gave him a bath
> While he did the math
> That at least he wouldn’t conceive.
>
> Little Jordan Chasescott lost his way.
> Uncle Isaac yelled, “I’ll save the day!”
> “Take off your pants
> And I’ll do a belt Dance
> On your butt ‘til you can say
> Uncle!”
>
> Jordan Chasescott’s derriere
> Would get lots of sun and fresh air.
> Uncle Isaac would blow
> And Jordan would know
> That he didn’t need any beachwear.
>
> Isaac Chase was childlike and hopeless
> And hung out with folks who were soapless.
> Isaac took Jordy’s hand
> And said I’m your man,
> But no one can make me grope you less.
>
> Jordan sits in Isaac’s lap while they drive,
> Isaac is 49 and Jordy’s 25.
> Jordy said it’s U-turn,
> Isaac said how I burn
> To lay rubber on I-95.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was expertly groomed
> After visiting Isaac’s bedroom.
> Jordan had a strong yen
> To trade Barbies for Ken
> And to keep his small tuchus perfumed.
>
> Stout Joseph was pen-pals with “Price is Right” Jordan.
> Chasescott Jordan offered photos to Stout Joseph’s warden.
> Pics of Will Dockery
> Made Stout Joe a mockery,
> Since his dad wore just a bleue cordon.
>
> Jordan Chasescott would cover his hiney,
> But his Uncle still wanted to dine, he
> Would tell Jord, “Look squirrel!”
> Jordan’s pink toes would curl,
> And Uncle’d declare that was fine eats.
>
> Isaac Chase tried to buy his young nephew,
> But his sister wouldn’t sell and was deaf to
> Isaac’s sad pleas
> To give Jordy a squeeze,
> So Isaac nailed him and said “Guess who?”
>
> Young Jordy wished to play with some girls,
> But Isaac said girls make me hurl.
> You should have a guy
> And then you’ll know why
> I dress you in ruffles and pearls.
>
> Jordan Chasescott tried to be what he’s not.
> Uncle Isaac told him that to be gay was hot.
> Isaac Chase said come here
> And I’ll fondle your rear--
> You’ll remember the things you forgot.
>
> Isaac Chase dearly loved his nephew and tried
> To kiss Jordan Chasescott’s tiny backside.
> Jordan said, Uncle Ike,
> Could I have a new bike?
> So Isaac gave him a banana seat ride.
>
> Jordan scorned warnings and read
> Playboy Magazines stashed by his bed.
> Uncle Isaac then stressed
> Don’t look at a breast:
> I have Playgirl for you instead.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was teenaged,
> And therefore his Chase hormones raged.
> Uncle Isaac said, “Yes,
> You look great in that dress,”
> And thus Jordan’s doubts were assuaged.
>
> Uncle Isaac Chase worked a part-time job,
> And the rest of the day his body would throb
> For his Nephew Jordan,
> And in Nephews he scored in,
> The most views of Jordan’s hobnob.
>
> Uncle Isaac Chase was in great haste
> To see that Jordan was disgraced.
> Isaac said his hellos
> To Zod-Dockery beaus
> And Jordan Chasescott was debased.
>
> Uncle Isaac L. Chase had a goal:
> To occupy Jordan’s butt hole.
> Isaac Chase said, “Bend over
> There’s a rare 4-leaf clover,”
> And Nature walks soon took their toll.
>
> Isaac Chase liked playing physician
> With Jordan Chasescott’s health condition.
> Isaac said, “Don this gown,
> On the table face down,
> And Jordan lost all inhibitions.
>
> Isaac told Jordan he’d teach him to shoot
> And to fish and to dive so he wore his swim suit.
> Jordan brought his cap gun
> But he was outdone
> When Isaac shot up his patoot.
>
> Jordan complained his dear Uncle
> Would stick to him like a carbuncle.
> Jordan Chasescott would cry
> When Uncle Isaac would try
> To sneak into Jordan’s bed bunkle.
>
> Isaac Chase liked school and the Weekly Reader.
> Isaac ate up the tales of Johnny the Apple Seeder.
> Then Jordan Chasescott was born,
> And Isaac was torn
> Between fruit and bottom-feeder.
>
> The Chase family loved Isaac’s work.
> He could have stayed home, just a jerk.
> But he worked phones part time
> And earned him a dime,
> And Jordan Chasescott was a perk.
>
> Uncle Isaac knocked on Jordy’s door,
> Said they’d reenact Chase family noir.
> Uncle Isaac said come,
> But Jordan had none,
> For Jordan was a mere child of four.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was LinkedIn
> To the Isaac L. Chase den of sin.
> Isaac said we’ll resume
> Work in my bedroom
> And Jordan learned market penetration.
>
> Uncle Isaac took Jordy to see
> The statue of David in Italy
> Isaac said the male nude
> Put him in the mood
> And Jordy’s fig leaf was so wee.
>
> Isaac and Jordan wore pjs
> Which made it convenient for bjs.
> There were traps front and back
> Which dropped with a whack,
> So that Isaac could teach Jordan 3 ways.
>
> When Isaac was at Jordy’s home,
> His fingers and hands ached to roam.
> He said, “Jordy, the magic is
> In all my adjectives,
> And you’ll be my no comments poem.”
>
> Jordy was home on the range
> Where he and Uncle Isaac would play.
> They’d also play deer rut
> And Jordy’s little red butt
> Would be sore and dark cloudy all day.
>
> Jordan would sing “Happy Trails,”
> But Isaac would say “Happy Tails.”
> When Jordan got gas,
> Isaac pinched his sweet ass.
> We don’t need to give more details.
>
> Uncle Isaac enjoyed babysitting
> And his devotion was unremitting.
> He would treat Jordan’s butt
> Like a chocolate doughnut
> And polish it off lick and splitting.
>
> Jordan Chasescott liked to read
> Uncle Isaac’s Communist creed.
> Jordan said let’s be poor
> And Isaac said, more,
> We’ll share your butt according to need.
>
> Uncle Isaac bought a Chinese balloon
> And gave it to Jordan for his room.
> Jordan flew it over the U.S.
> And it was shot down as the newest
> Blow toy that made Isaac swoon.
>
> Isaac L. Chase researched YouTube
> But not for looking at big boobs.
> Isaac said, my dear Jordan,
> I’ve already stored in
> You a lifetime of oil change and lubes.
>
> Isaac L. Chase reached out far
> To make young Jordan a star.
> Ike encouraged porn poetry,
> Despite knowing that he
> Was publishing Jordan’s memoir.
>
> Jordan Chasescott liked his men
> Manly like Isaac back when
> Isaac Chase showed him photos
> Of where sun’s rays don’t go
> And Jordan was porn born again.
>
> Isaac extolled Jordan’s butt hole--
> To display at State Fairs was Unc Ike’s goal.
> Unc Ike shaped and grew
> Jordan’s butt hole into
> The shape of a large mixing bowl.
>
> Isaac Chase sent Jordan a Valentine
> That said “Sweet Nephew, Won’t You Be Mine?”
> Isaac bought candy and flowers
> And it was only two hours
> Before Isaac gave Jord’s butt a spit shine.
>
> Isaac took a pic of Jordan’s hiney.
> He thought it looked like a Modigliani.
> Isaac said, “I won’t sell
> This picture so swell,
> But it sure makes a great Valentiney.”
>
> Isaac Chase tried to rob the Chase bank.
> He said it was his and he ranked
> Far above peons,
> And had done so for eons,
> Plus he had to fund Jordan’s young flank.
>
> Nephew Jordan Chasescott wanted trucks
> For Christmas but Isaac said, “Shucks,
> I’ll give you an erector set
> When I get the projector set,
> And Joe Stout can make some big bucks.”
>
> Jordan Chasescott went to college--
> He wanted to know carnal knowledge
> From more than his Uncle Ike,
> Who rode him like a dirt bike,
> Uncle Isaac being the source of his downfallage.
>
> When Jordan went off to San Diego,
> Uncle Isaac cried out, “Oh, if so,
> You’ll never find the like
> Of your lech Uncle Ike,
> Who has cream cheesed your salty round bagel!”
>
> Uncle Isaac couldn’t write or even read.
> He was subsidized by his family as need-
> ed, because he was slow
> he played with Jordy (you know),
> and the next gen of perverts took seed.
>
> Uncle Isaac went shopping for toys
> That he thought would teach male skills and poise.
> My Own Dominatrix
> Taught Jordan enough tricks
> To pay off Uncle Isaac’s friend-boys.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was good pals
> With Joseph Stout’s young guys and gals.
> Jordan said, “I’d sure like
> To pose for you, not Unc Ike,
> But Isaac owns my genitals.”
>
> Isaac L. Chase said hello
> To all the old guys he might blow.
> He got some replies
> And in Jordan’s young eyes
> Uncle Isaac was mucho gusto.
>
> Isaac was called Magic Ike.
> Ike had all the moves Jordan liked.
> Ike took off his clothes
> And strutted and posed
> So Jord stuffed some bills up Ike’s pike.
>
> 49 year old Chase was a merry old gay,
> A merry old gay was he.
> He called for his job
> And he called for his nephew,
> And was hung up on both of these.
>
> Isaac Chase loved his years in Turkish prisons,
> Where his lips and his butt fairly glistened.
> He sent Jord to Turk Camp
> With a “best used by” date stamp,
> And Jord’s skin was daily conditioned.
>
> Uncle Isaac toured London, England,
> Where some of Jordan Chasescott’s pings land.
> Isaac said, “Same to you.”
> Jordy said, “I knew you blew,
> Since Unc Ike, you’re a Queen in a King’s land.
>
> When Isaac Chase
> Comes sneaking in,
> When Isaac Chase
> Comes sneaking in,
> He will soon disrupt Jordan’s slumber,
> When Isaac Chase’s urges win.
>
> Isaac played doctor with lambs,
> But they grew into truculent rams.
> Then Jordan was born
> And quickly was shorn
> For Uncle Isaac’s sheepish exam.
>
> Jordan was taught run, hide, fight
> When Isaac appeared in the night
> But Isaac was a poof
> Dressed up as a doof
> And installed in Jordan a taillight.
>
> This little Jordy’s on the market
> This little Jordy’s afraid at home
> This little Jordy was roast beef
> This little Jordy was buns
> This little Jordy cried OWW, OWW, OWW
> When Uncle Isaac came to his home.
>
> Jordan got hives
> With the sound of Isaac,
> The sound that he heard
> Many times before.
> Isaac fills Jordan with the name of Uncle
> And he’ll spring once more.
>
> Jordan, how does it feel
> To be at your home
> With an Uncle Gnome
> Who’s without a poem
> And his hands will roam
> And your name’s well known?
>
> Jordan was sixteen, going on 17,
> He was too old for Ike.
> When Jordan was 5,
> Ike said I know that I’ve
> Got 10 years to do what I like.
>
> When Isaac’s eyes were leering
> Jordan knew to run away.
> When Isaac’s eyes were peering
> He would lead young Jordan astray.
>
> When done with his calls
> And Isaac is high
> He sneaks into
> Jordan’s bedroom.
>
> Nights are long since you ran away
> I wasn’t wrong to teach you 4 play
> My Jordy
> My Jordy
> Your Uncle misses you.
>
> Gawk and send for pictures
> of Ike’s little nephew Jordy
> On the down-low
> Just as though
> Ike was on his knees
> A million pre-teen pictures
> Joseph Stout can deliver
> Once he comes back
> From being sent up river
> No stock pics of Jordy
> And these are all yours royalty free
>
> Isaac’s Love is for the very young
> Every bath’s a wishing well in Isaac’s view
> But Isaac’s Love can slide out of his fingers
> So if Jordan’s clean, Isaac still can play peek-a-boo.
>
> Isaac, Isaac, nephew eater,
> Saw Jordan, became a creeper
> He put Jord’s name in AAPC
> And made a joke of poor Jordy.
>
> Pat a butt, pat a butt, trust fund man
> Say same to you as fast as you can
> Roll it and smoke it and mark it with an I
> And give it to your nephew to keep him high.
> Little Boy Jordan
> You are so forlorn
> Your uncle’s in your bedroom
> And he’s into kid porn.
>
> Where the toys are
> Isaac waits for Jordan
> A leering face, creepy embrace
> Two arms to hold him Uncle-ly.
>
> Tiptoe in Jordan’s bedroom
> Or by the window, peek at Jordy
> Isaac slow-mo’s through the pictures of Jordy.
>
> Who can take a nephew
> And smother him with hugs
> Who takes on his nephew’s name then covers it with smut
> The Isaac Man, The Isaac Man can.
> Jordan was born the next of kin
> Now skin to skin
> To an adjective sin
>
> Something in the way you groomed Jord
> Impacts him as the police discover
> Something in Jordan’s bruises
> Isaac, you may not want to leave Jord now
> But you know you’ll be jailed anyhow.
>
> Isaac is the face in the security light
> His footsteps ping down the hall
> The love he dares comes out this night
> And Jordy’s barely learned to crawl.
>
> What a day Isaac’s had
> In the nude, he is bad
> Why, it’s almost like being in Jordan
> There’s an Uncle sucking face
> And his name is Isaac Chase
> Why, it’s almost like being in Jordan.
>
> Isaac Chase sought to be President
> But since he’s a permanent resident
> Of Jordan Chasescott’s behind
> And thus is maligned,
> He had Jordan swallow the evidence.
>
> When Uncle Isaac was living in squalor
> And not rich like he is as a Caller
> He looked for new ways
> To hold starvation at bay
> And would sell Jordy 5 for $1.

On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 12:11:47 AM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
>
> > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> >
> >
> > Good day, quite good...!
> Thank you, GZ

Hi hi hi Jordy....!

On Friday, February 24, 2023 at 3:19:54 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> On Friday, February 24, 2023 at 3:16:46 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > Jordy C wrote:
> >
> >
> > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> > Good afternoon Jordy, again, great choice.
> >
>
> Bonjour, Will, thank you

Hello again Jordy, hope your weekend is going well so far.

Jordy C wrote:
> Zod wrote:
> > Jordy C wrote:
>
> > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> >
> >
> > Good day, quite good...!
> thank you, GZ

How do you do today Jordy...?

On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 12:12:16 AM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 8:03:06 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > > >
> > > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> > >
> > >
> > > Good day, quite good...!
> > Agreed, good selection, Jordy.
> Thank you, Will

Good morning Jordy great to see you again.

🙂

On Friday, February 24, 2023 at 4:01:13 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 12:11:47 AM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> >
> > > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> > >
> > >
> > > Good day, quite good...!
> > Thank you, GZ
> Hi hi hi Jordy....!
hey there, GZ

On Saturday, February 25, 2023 at 7:37:25 AM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Friday, February 24, 2023 at 3:19:54 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > On Friday, February 24, 2023 at 3:16:46 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > > Jordy C wrote:
> > >
> > >
> > > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> > > Good afternoon Jordy, again, great choice.
> > >
> >
> > Bonjour, Will, thank you
> Hello again Jordy, hope your weekend is going well so far.
thank you, same to you

On Saturday, February 25, 2023 at 5:11:32 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> Jordy C wrote:
> > Zod wrote:
> > > Jordy C wrote:
> >
> > > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> > >
> > >
> > > Good day, quite good...!
> > thank you, GZ
> How do you do today Jordy...?
hey there, GZ

On Sunday, February 26, 2023 at 7:56:06 AM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 12:12:16 AM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 8:03:06 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > > > >
> > > > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> > > >
> > > >
> > > > Good day, quite good...!
> > > Agreed, good selection, Jordy.
> > Thank you, Will
> Good morning Jordy great to see you again.
>
> 🙂
hola Will

On Sunday, February 26, 2023 at 3:13:29 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> On Sunday, February 26, 2023 at 7:56:06 AM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 12:12:16 AM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 8:03:06 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > > > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > > > > >
> > > > > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> > > > >
> > > > >
> > > > > Good day, quite good...!
> > > > Agreed, good selection, Jordy.
> > > Thank you, Will
> > Good morning Jordy great to see you again.
> >
> > 🙂
> hola Will
***DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING POEM IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. ANY SIMILARITIES TO PERSON OR PERSONS LIVING OR DEAD IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.***

THE SAGA OF JORDAN T. CHASESCOTT

Uncle Isaac took his belt
And gave Young Jordy 40 welts.
Jordy grew to like the whacks
And Uncle Isaac’s touching acts.

Isaac Chase thought that Jordy was cute
'Specially dressed in his new birthday suit,
Isaac squeezed his love handles
Then blew out his candles,
Bent over and let out a "Toot!"

Isaac pulled his nephew's pid
Sucked him dry then tongued his hole;
Nephew Jordy was just a kid
When he first straddled Isaac's pole.

Isaac rode Jordy bareback at seven
And cornholed him big-time at eight
He left him creampied at eleven
And went back home to masturbate.

Isaac groped little Jordy on Friday
Isaac sucked him off Saturday night
Isaac fucked Jordy six times on Sunday
Yeah, his weekend was going alright.

There's only on "t" in "Sonnet."

Isaac nailed Jordy on summer's day.
Beneath the willow by the backdoor gate:
He squeezed his lovebuds, then he had his way
But quick release cut all too short the date;
Sometime too hot the elder Chase becomes
And often spills his load ere passion's dimm'd;
Where is the joy in picking Jordy's plums
Or planting kisses in his grass untrimm'd
When shorts are cream'd and flaccid members fail?
Thou Jordy's willing, Ike gave up the ghost;
Still discontent, he fondles Jordy's tale,
For tis the ass enamors him the most:
So long as Isaac still has eyes to see,
He'll strap one one and stick it to Jordy.

Isaac chased boys when he was a toddler
He chased toddlers when he went school,
He made brownies with them as a young man,
Stirred their pudding until he would drool.

Isaac chased little boys on the playground
Although he was a middle aged man,
Donkey punched till his mudpacker turned brown
Tho he preferred to say it was tan.
The Jordy Factor
a poem by Will Dockery as told to NancyGene

Jordy’s a good sub for dead Lady K
He jiggles his ass and says it’s foreplay
with my massive moobs that even young Clay
has to admit that he’d like to sashay
in the chorus that kicks on LeGents parquet
floor where Jordy and I rolled ‘round in May
when he visited us to show us his fey
manners and though his family’s rich, hey,
I’m not too proud to say that I’d lay
him for free and he won’t have to pay
for extras like hi there’s, night-nights and oy veys.

Isaac Chase was a pixie I knew
Who diddled his widdle nephew,
Jordy pulled Isaac's pud
But his pud was a dud
And now poor Isaac's sack has turned blue.

When Jordy was just a wee laddie
He'd pull down his pants for his daddy,
Uncle paid him a call
And buggered him raw
And Jordy cried "Uncle Ike had me."

Isaac had a young nephew named Jordy
Whose tuchus he simply adored, he
Got Jordy to bare it
That he might then share it
And buggered the boy while he roared "Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"

Uncle Isaac didn't care for his mommy,
His classmates found him a bit balmy;
It was said that the lad
Flicked his Bic for his dad:
Now chows on Nephew Jordy's shalomi.

Uncle Isaac desired little boys
He thought Jordy had exquisite poise
For a boy not yet ten
(He preferred boys to men)
And a man must have what he enjoys.

Little Jordy was sugar and spice
So his old uncle didn't think twice
About dipping his pole
In young Jordy's piehole,
Boston cream never seemed worth the price.

Uncle Isaac's an internet troll
Who fingered his nephew's dunghole,
Isaac stuck in his thumb
And made Jordy cum
And cried "Hola, Will -- I'm on a role!"

Isaac corked up Jordy Chase's bunghole,
Chocolate cha-cha'd til morning was nigh;
Gave his nephew a sloppy Picaso
He's a fart knockin', mud packin' guy.

Jordy Chase bought his uncle a butt plug
In the hope that he'd leave him alone;
Isaac plugged up his hole
And such joy filled his soul
That he plugged Jordy's hole with his own.

Uncle Isaac's a middle aged twit
Who's been found competently unfit,
For it's said he enjoys
Gallivanting with boys
And dipping his dick in their shit.

Isaac buggered Jordy in the bedroom
Isaac buggered Jordy in the car
Isaac buggered Jordy in the Men's Room
Of LeGents', Shadowville's favorite bar.

Uncle Isaac chased Jordy around his first crib,
Uncle Isaac "fed" Jordy and splooged on his bib,
Isaac changed Jordy's diapers for open-crotch hose
Then he buggered the toddler and jizzed on his nose.

Isaac cornswabbled his nephew's dinky
Pulled his joystick as if he played Pong;
Dipped his poo jabber till it got stinky
And nicknamed his dong "Donkey Kong."

When Jordan Chasescott was a lad
His Uncle Ike wanted him bad,
With the youth in his sights
Isaac gave up his nights
To baby sit straddling his 'nads.

Uncle Isaac was more like an ant
Who would crawl down young Jordy’s pants.
Jordy’d wiggle and scratch
But Isaac attached
Himself with coagulants.

Uncle Isaac ignored his niece, Judy,
Who didn’t have quite the same booty.
So Judy was spared,
And stood there and stared,
While Jordy got it in the patootie.

When Jordy went on Price is Right
His bung-hole shown like a nightlight.
He said it was Uncle
Ike and Garfuckles
Who implanted in him a Lite-Brite.

Uncle Isaac hosted family for Easter.
He told his sister he’d feast her.
They ate honey baked ham
And rack of young lamb
While Isaac dined on Jordy’s keister.

Isaac Chased Jordan Chasescott
From when he was just a young tot.
Isaac gave him a ball
and that wasn’t all,
for his undies had X marks the spot.

Uncle Isaac would pat Jordy’s buttock
And soothe him to sleep with some smut talk.
As Joey took vids
And entertained bids,
Little Jordy’s cradle would rock.

Uncle Isaac said let’s play Cowboys,
For riding is one of my joys.
I’ll be Roy, you’ll be Trigger,
As we gallop with vigor,
And Jordy, you’ll make whinny noise.

Isaac liked his nephew Jordy’s rear view,
From whence Jordy did his #2.
Jordy did #1
And Isaac said, son,
That not what we Commies doo-doo.

Jordan Chasescott had a gluteus--
That Uncle Isaac said was beauteous.
Isaac said drop your pants,
Give your Uncle a chance,
To give you a rub that’s salubrious.

Uncle Isaac and Jordan would read nursery rhymes
About Commies and sex and YouTube crimes.
Jordy learned about jails
And Joey’s porn sales
While Isaac performed pantomimes.

Isaac Chase’s “love dared not speak its name”
So Jordan was written into Internet fame.
Isaac thanked Will and Zod
And committed job fraud
While Jordan Chasescott bore the shame.

Jordan Chasescott was naïve
Of what Isaac hid up his sleeve.
Isaac gave him a bath
While he did the math
That at least he wouldn’t conceive.

Little Jordan Chasescott lost his way.
Uncle Isaac yelled, “I’ll save the day!”
“Take off your pants
And I’ll do a belt Dance
On your butt ‘til you can say
Uncle!”

Jordan Chasescott’s derriere
Would get lots of sun and fresh air.
Uncle Isaac would blow
And Jordan would know
That he didn’t need any beachwear.

Isaac Chase was childlike and hopeless
And hung out with folks who were soapless.
Isaac took Jordy’s hand
And said I’m your man,
But no one can make me grope you less.

Jordan sits in Isaac’s lap while they drive,
Isaac is 49 and Jordy’s 25.
Jordy said it’s U-turn,
Isaac said how I burn
To lay rubber on I-95.

Jordan Chasescott was expertly groomed
After visiting Isaac’s bedroom.
Jordan had a strong yen
To trade Barbies for Ken
And to keep his small tuchus perfumed.

Stout Joseph was pen-pals with “Price is Right” Jordan.
Chasescott Jordan offered photos to Stout Joseph’s warden.
Pics of Will Dockery
Made Stout Joe a mockery,
Since his dad wore just a bleue cordon.

Jordan Chasescott would cover his hiney,
But his Uncle still wanted to dine, he
Would tell Jord, “Look squirrel!”
Jordan’s pink toes would curl,
And Uncle’d declare that was fine eats.

On Sunday, February 26, 2023 at 9:19:01 PM UTC, Will Donkey wrote:
> On Sunday, February 26, 2023 at 3:13:29 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > On Sunday, February 26, 2023 at 7:56:06 AM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > > On Thursday, February 23, 2023 at 12:12:16 AM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 8:03:06 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > > > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 5:31:34 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > > > > > On Wednesday, February 22, 2023 at 2:48:21 PM UTC-5, Jordy C wrote:
> > > > > > >
> > > > > > > https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51726/the-arrival
> > > > > >
> > > > > >
> > > > > > Good day, quite good...!
> > > > > Agreed, good selection, Jordy.
> > > > Thank you, Will
> > > Good morning Jordy great to see you again.
> > >
> > > 🙂
> > hola Will
> ***DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING POEM IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. ANY SIMILARITIES TO PERSON OR PERSONS LIVING OR DEAD IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.***
>
> THE SAGA OF JORDAN T. CHASESCOTT
>
> Uncle Isaac took his belt
> And gave Young Jordy 40 welts.
> Jordy grew to like the whacks
> And Uncle Isaac’s touching acts.
>
> Isaac Chase thought that Jordy was cute
> 'Specially dressed in his new birthday suit,
> Isaac squeezed his love handles
> Then blew out his candles,
> Bent over and let out a "Toot!"
>
> Isaac pulled his nephew's pid
> Sucked him dry then tongued his hole;
> Nephew Jordy was just a kid
> When he first straddled Isaac's pole.
>
> Isaac rode Jordy bareback at seven
> And cornholed him big-time at eight
> He left him creampied at eleven
> And went back home to masturbate.
>
> Isaac groped little Jordy on Friday
> Isaac sucked him off Saturday night
> Isaac fucked Jordy six times on Sunday
> Yeah, his weekend was going alright.
>
> There's only on "t" in "Sonnet."
>
> Isaac nailed Jordy on summer's day.
> Beneath the willow by the backdoor gate:
> He squeezed his lovebuds, then he had his way
> But quick release cut all too short the date;
> Sometime too hot the elder Chase becomes
> And often spills his load ere passion's dimm'd;
> Where is the joy in picking Jordy's plums
> Or planting kisses in his grass untrimm'd
> When shorts are cream'd and flaccid members fail?
> Thou Jordy's willing, Ike gave up the ghost;
> Still discontent, he fondles Jordy's tale,
> For tis the ass enamors him the most:
> So long as Isaac still has eyes to see,
> He'll strap one one and stick it to Jordy.
>
> Isaac chased boys when he was a toddler
> He chased toddlers when he went school,
> He made brownies with them as a young man,
> Stirred their pudding until he would drool.
>
> Isaac chased little boys on the playground
> Although he was a middle aged man,
> Donkey punched till his mudpacker turned brown
> Tho he preferred to say it was tan.
> The Jordy Factor
> a poem by Will Dockery as told to NancyGene
>
> Jordy’s a good sub for dead Lady K
> He jiggles his ass and says it’s foreplay
> with my massive moobs that even young Clay
> has to admit that he’d like to sashay
> in the chorus that kicks on LeGents parquet
> floor where Jordy and I rolled ‘round in May
> when he visited us to show us his fey
> manners and though his family’s rich, hey,
> I’m not too proud to say that I’d lay
> him for free and he won’t have to pay
> for extras like hi there’s, night-nights and oy veys.
>
> Isaac Chase was a pixie I knew
> Who diddled his widdle nephew,
> Jordy pulled Isaac's pud
> But his pud was a dud
> And now poor Isaac's sack has turned blue.
>
> When Jordy was just a wee laddie
> He'd pull down his pants for his daddy,
> Uncle paid him a call
> And buggered him raw
> And Jordy cried "Uncle Ike had me."
>
> Isaac had a young nephew named Jordy
> Whose tuchus he simply adored, he
> Got Jordy to bare it
> That he might then share it
> And buggered the boy while he roared "Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"
>
> Uncle Isaac didn't care for his mommy,
> His classmates found him a bit balmy;
> It was said that the lad
> Flicked his Bic for his dad:
> Now chows on Nephew Jordy's shalomi.
>
> Uncle Isaac desired little boys
> He thought Jordy had exquisite poise
> For a boy not yet ten
> (He preferred boys to men)
> And a man must have what he enjoys.
>
> Little Jordy was sugar and spice
> So his old uncle didn't think twice
> About dipping his pole
> In young Jordy's piehole,
> Boston cream never seemed worth the price.
>
> Uncle Isaac's an internet troll
> Who fingered his nephew's dunghole,
> Isaac stuck in his thumb
> And made Jordy cum
> And cried "Hola, Will -- I'm on a role!"
>
> Isaac corked up Jordy Chase's bunghole,
> Chocolate cha-cha'd til morning was nigh;
> Gave his nephew a sloppy Picaso
> He's a fart knockin', mud packin' guy.
>
> Jordy Chase bought his uncle a butt plug
> In the hope that he'd leave him alone;
> Isaac plugged up his hole
> And such joy filled his soul
> That he plugged Jordy's hole with his own.
>
> Uncle Isaac's a middle aged twit
> Who's been found competently unfit,
> For it's said he enjoys
> Gallivanting with boys
> And dipping his dick in their shit.
>
> Isaac buggered Jordy in the bedroom
> Isaac buggered Jordy in the car
> Isaac buggered Jordy in the Men's Room
> Of LeGents', Shadowville's favorite bar.
>
> Uncle Isaac chased Jordy around his first crib,
> Uncle Isaac "fed" Jordy and splooged on his bib,
> Isaac changed Jordy's diapers for open-crotch hose
> Then he buggered the toddler and jizzed on his nose.
>
> Isaac cornswabbled his nephew's dinky
> Pulled his joystick as if he played Pong;
> Dipped his poo jabber till it got stinky
> And nicknamed his dong "Donkey Kong."
>
> When Jordan Chasescott was a lad
> His Uncle Ike wanted him bad,
> With the youth in his sights
> Isaac gave up his nights
> To baby sit straddling his 'nads.
>
> Uncle Isaac was more like an ant
> Who would crawl down young Jordy’s pants.
> Jordy’d wiggle and scratch
> But Isaac attached
> Himself with coagulants.
>
> Uncle Isaac ignored his niece, Judy,
> Who didn’t have quite the same booty.
> So Judy was spared,
> And stood there and stared,
> While Jordy got it in the patootie.
>
> When Jordy went on Price is Right
> His bung-hole shown like a nightlight.
> He said it was Uncle
> Ike and Garfuckles
> Who implanted in him a Lite-Brite.
>
> Uncle Isaac hosted family for Easter.
> He told his sister he’d feast her.
> They ate honey baked ham
> And rack of young lamb
> While Isaac dined on Jordy’s keister.
>
> Isaac Chased Jordan Chasescott
> From when he was just a young tot.
> Isaac gave him a ball
> and that wasn’t all,
> for his undies had X marks the spot.
>
> Uncle Isaac would pat Jordy’s buttock
> And soothe him to sleep with some smut talk.
> As Joey took vids
> And entertained bids,
> Little Jordy’s cradle would rock.
>
> Uncle Isaac said let’s play Cowboys,
> For riding is one of my joys.
> I’ll be Roy, you’ll be Trigger,
> As we gallop with vigor,
> And Jordy, you’ll make whinny noise.
>
> Isaac liked his nephew Jordy’s rear view,
> From whence Jordy did his #2.
> Jordy did #1
> And Isaac said, son,
> That not what we Commies doo-doo.
>
> Jordan Chasescott had a gluteus--
> That Uncle Isaac said was beauteous.
> Isaac said drop your pants,
> Give your Uncle a chance,
> To give you a rub that’s salubrious.
>
> Uncle Isaac and Jordan would read nursery rhymes
> About Commies and sex and YouTube crimes.
> Jordy learned about jails
> And Joey’s porn sales
> While Isaac performed pantomimes.
>
> Isaac Chase’s “love dared not speak its name”
> So Jordan was written into Internet fame.
> Isaac thanked Will and Zod
> And committed job fraud
> While Jordan Chasescott bore the shame.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was naïve
> Of what Isaac hid up his sleeve.
> Isaac gave him a bath
> While he did the math
> That at least he wouldn’t conceive.
>
> Little Jordan Chasescott lost his way.
> Uncle Isaac yelled, “I’ll save the day!”
> “Take off your pants
> And I’ll do a belt Dance
> On your butt ‘til you can say
> Uncle!”
>
> Jordan Chasescott’s derriere
> Would get lots of sun and fresh air.
> Uncle Isaac would blow
> And Jordan would know
> That he didn’t need any beachwear.
>
> Isaac Chase was childlike and hopeless
> And hung out with folks who were soapless.
> Isaac took Jordy’s hand
> And said I’m your man,
> But no one can make me grope you less.
>
> Jordan sits in Isaac’s lap while they drive,
> Isaac is 49 and Jordy’s 25.
> Jordy said it’s U-turn,
> Isaac said how I burn
> To lay rubber on I-95.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was expertly groomed
> After visiting Isaac’s bedroom.
> Jordan had a strong yen
> To trade Barbies for Ken
> And to keep his small tuchus perfumed.
>
> Stout Joseph was pen-pals with “Price is Right” Jordan.
> Chasescott Jordan offered photos to Stout Joseph’s warden.
> Pics of Will Dockery
> Made Stout Joe a mockery,
> Since his dad wore just a bleue cordon.
>
> Jordan Chasescott would cover his hiney,
> But his Uncle still wanted to dine, he
> Would tell Jord, “Look squirrel!”
> Jordan’s pink toes would curl,
> And Uncle’d declare that was fine eats.
>
> Isaac Chase tried to buy his young nephew,
> But his sister wouldn’t sell and was deaf to
> Isaac’s sad pleas
> To give Jordy a squeeze,
> So Isaac nailed him and said “Guess who?”
>
> Young Jordy wished to play with some girls,
> But Isaac said girls make me hurl.
> You should have a guy
> And then you’ll know why
> I dress you in ruffles and pearls.
>
> Jordan Chasescott tried to be what he’s not.
> Uncle Isaac told him that to be gay was hot.
> Isaac Chase said come here
> And I’ll fondle your rear--
> You’ll remember the things you forgot.
>
> Isaac Chase dearly loved his nephew and tried
> To kiss Jordan Chasescott’s tiny backside.
> Jordan said, Uncle Ike,
> Could I have a new bike?
> So Isaac gave him a banana seat ride.
>
> Jordan scorned warnings and read
> Playboy Magazines stashed by his bed.
> Uncle Isaac then stressed
> Don’t look at a breast:
> I have Playgirl for you instead.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was teenaged,
> And therefore his Chase hormones raged.
> Uncle Isaac said, “Yes,
> You look great in that dress,”
> And thus Jordan’s doubts were assuaged.
>
> Uncle Isaac Chase worked a part-time job,
> And the rest of the day his body would throb
> For his Nephew Jordan,
> And in Nephews he scored in,
> The most views of Jordan’s hobnob.
>
> Uncle Isaac Chase was in great haste
> To see that Jordan was disgraced.
> Isaac said his hellos
> To Zod-Dockery beaus
> And Jordan Chasescott was debased.
>
> Uncle Isaac L. Chase had a goal:
> To occupy Jordan’s butt hole.
> Isaac Chase said, “Bend over
> There’s a rare 4-leaf clover,”
> And Nature walks soon took their toll.
>
> Isaac Chase liked playing physician
> With Jordan Chasescott’s health condition.
> Isaac said, “Don this gown,
> On the table face down,
> And Jordan lost all inhibitions.
>
> Isaac told Jordan he’d teach him to shoot
> And to fish and to dive so he wore his swim suit.
> Jordan brought his cap gun
> But he was outdone
> When Isaac shot up his patoot.
>
> Jordan complained his dear Uncle
> Would stick to him like a carbuncle.
> Jordan Chasescott would cry
> When Uncle Isaac would try
> To sneak into Jordan’s bed bunkle.
>
> Isaac Chase liked school and the Weekly Reader.
> Isaac ate up the tales of Johnny the Apple Seeder.
> Then Jordan Chasescott was born,
> And Isaac was torn
> Between fruit and bottom-feeder.
>
> The Chase family loved Isaac’s work.
> He could have stayed home, just a jerk.
> But he worked phones part time
> And earned him a dime,
> And Jordan Chasescott was a perk.
>
> Uncle Isaac knocked on Jordy’s door,
> Said they’d reenact Chase family noir.
> Uncle Isaac said come,
> But Jordan had none,
> For Jordan was a mere child of four.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was LinkedIn
> To the Isaac L. Chase den of sin.
> Isaac said we’ll resume
> Work in my bedroom
> And Jordan learned market penetration.
>
> Uncle Isaac took Jordy to see
> The statue of David in Italy
> Isaac said the male nude
> Put him in the mood
> And Jordy’s fig leaf was so wee.
>
> Isaac and Jordan wore pjs
> Which made it convenient for bjs.
> There were traps front and back
> Which dropped with a whack,
> So that Isaac could teach Jordan 3 ways.
>
> When Isaac was at Jordy’s home,
> His fingers and hands ached to roam.
> He said, “Jordy, the magic is
> In all my adjectives,
> And you’ll be my no comments poem.”
>
> Jordy was home on the range
> Where he and Uncle Isaac would play.
> They’d also play deer rut
> And Jordy’s little red butt
> Would be sore and dark cloudy all day.
>
> Jordan would sing “Happy Trails,”
> But Isaac would say “Happy Tails.”
> When Jordan got gas,
> Isaac pinched his sweet ass.
> We don’t need to give more details.
>
> Uncle Isaac enjoyed babysitting
> And his devotion was unremitting.
> He would treat Jordan’s butt
> Like a chocolate doughnut
> And polish it off lick and splitting.
>
> Jordan Chasescott liked to read
> Uncle Isaac’s Communist creed.
> Jordan said let’s be poor
> And Isaac said, more,
> We’ll share your butt according to need.
>
> Uncle Isaac bought a Chinese balloon
> And gave it to Jordan for his room.
> Jordan flew it over the U.S.
> And it was shot down as the newest
> Blow toy that made Isaac swoon.
>
> Isaac L. Chase researched YouTube
> But not for looking at big boobs.
> Isaac said, my dear Jordan,
> I’ve already stored in
> You a lifetime of oil change and lubes.
>
> Isaac L. Chase reached out far
> To make young Jordan a star.
> Ike encouraged porn poetry,
> Despite knowing that he
> Was publishing Jordan’s memoir.
>
> Jordan Chasescott liked his men
> Manly like Isaac back when
> Isaac Chase showed him photos
> Of where sun’s rays don’t go
> And Jordan was porn born again.
>
> Isaac extolled Jordan’s butt hole--
> To display at State Fairs was Unc Ike’s goal.
> Unc Ike shaped and grew
> Jordan’s butt hole into
> The shape of a large mixing bowl.
>
> Isaac Chase sent Jordan a Valentine
> That said “Sweet Nephew, Won’t You Be Mine?”
> Isaac bought candy and flowers
> And it was only two hours
> Before Isaac gave Jord’s butt a spit shine.
>
> Isaac took a pic of Jordan’s hiney.
> He thought it looked like a Modigliani.
> Isaac said, “I won’t sell
> This picture so swell,
> But it sure makes a great Valentiney.”
>
> Isaac Chase tried to rob the Chase bank.
> He said it was his and he ranked
> Far above peons,
> And had done so for eons,
> Plus he had to fund Jordan’s young flank.
>
> Nephew Jordan Chasescott wanted trucks
> For Christmas but Isaac said, “Shucks,
> I’ll give you an erector set
> When I get the projector set,
> And Joe Stout can make some big bucks.”
>
> Jordan Chasescott went to college--
> He wanted to know carnal knowledge
> From more than his Uncle Ike,
> Who rode him like a dirt bike,
> Uncle Isaac being the source of his downfallage.
>
> When Jordan went off to San Diego,
> Uncle Isaac cried out, “Oh, if so,
> You’ll never find the like
> Of your lech Uncle Ike,
> Who has cream cheesed your salty round bagel!”
>
> Uncle Isaac couldn’t write or even read.
> He was subsidized by his family as need-
> ed, because he was slow
> he played with Jordy (you know),
> and the next gen of perverts took seed.
>
> Uncle Isaac went shopping for toys
> That he thought would teach male skills and poise.
> My Own Dominatrix
> Taught Jordan enough tricks
> To pay off Uncle Isaac’s friend-boys.
>
> Jordan Chasescott was good pals
> With Joseph Stout’s young guys and gals.
> Jordan said, “I’d sure like
> To pose for you, not Unc Ike,
> But Isaac owns my genitals.”
>
> Isaac L. Chase said hello
> To all the old guys he might blow.
> He got some replies
> And in Jordan’s young eyes
> Uncle Isaac was mucho gusto.
>
> Isaac was called Magic Ike.
> Ike had all the moves Jordan liked.
> Ike took off his clothes
> And strutted and posed
> So Jord stuffed some bills up Ike’s pike.
>
> 49 year old Chase was a merry old gay,
> A merry old gay was he.
> He called for his job
> And he called for his nephew,
> And was hung up on both of these.
>
> Isaac Chase loved his years in Turkish prisons,
> Where his lips and his butt fairly glistened.
> He sent Jord to Turk Camp
> With a “best used by” date stamp,
> And Jord’s skin was daily conditioned.
>
> Uncle Isaac toured London, England,
> Where some of Jordan Chasescott’s pings land.
> Isaac said, “Same to you.”
> Jordy said, “I knew you blew,
> Since Unc Ike, you’re a Queen in a King’s land.
>
> When Isaac Chase
> Comes sneaking in,
> When Isaac Chase
> Comes sneaking in,
> He will soon disrupt Jordan’s slumber,
> When Isaac Chase’s urges win.
>
> Isaac played doctor with lambs,
> But they grew into truculent rams.
> Then Jordan was born
> And quickly was shorn
> For Uncle Isaac’s sheepish exam.
>
> Jordan was taught run, hide, fight
> When Isaac appeared in the night
> But Isaac was a poof
> Dressed up as a doof
> And installed in Jordan a taillight.
>
> This little Jordy’s on the market
> This little Jordy’s afraid at home
> This little Jordy was roast beef
> This little Jordy was buns
> This little Jordy cried OWW, OWW, OWW
> When Uncle Isaac came to his home.
>
> Jordan got hives
> With the sound of Isaac,
> The sound that he heard
> Many times before.
> Isaac fills Jordan with the name of Uncle
> And he’ll spring once more.
>
> Jordan, how does it feel
> To be at your home
> With an Uncle Gnome
> Who’s without a poem
> And his hands will roam
> And your name’s well known?
>
> Jordan was sixteen, going on 17,
> He was too old for Ike.
> When Jordan was 5,
> Ike said I know that I’ve
> Got 10 years to do what I like.
>
> When Isaac’s eyes were leering
> Jordan knew to run away.
> When Isaac’s eyes were peering
> He would lead young Jordan astray.
>
> When done with his calls
> And Isaac is high
> He sneaks into
> Jordan’s bedroom.
>
> Nights are long since you ran away
> I wasn’t wrong to teach you 4 play
> My Jordy
> My Jordy
> Your Uncle misses you.
>
> Gawk and send for pictures
> of Ike’s little nephew Jordy
> On the down-low
> Just as though
> Ike was on his knees
> A million pre-teen pictures
> Joseph Stout can deliver
> Once he comes back
> From being sent up river
> No stock pics of Jordy
> And these are all yours royalty free
>
> Isaac’s Love is for the very young
> Every bath’s a wishing well in Isaac’s view
> But Isaac’s Love can slide out of his fingers
> So if Jordan’s clean, Isaac still can play peek-a-boo.
>
> Isaac, Isaac, nephew eater,
> Saw Jordan, became a creeper
> He put Jord’s name in AAPC
> And made a joke of poor Jordy.
>
> Pat a butt, pat a butt, trust fund man
> Say same to you as fast as you can
> Roll it and smoke it and mark it with an I
> And give it to your nephew to keep him high.
> Little Boy Jordan
> You are so forlorn
> Your uncle’s in your bedroom
> And he’s into kid porn.
>
> Where the toys are
> Isaac waits for Jordan
> A leering face, creepy embrace
> Two arms to hold him Uncle-ly.
>
> Tiptoe in Jordan’s bedroom
> Or by the window, peek at Jordy
> Isaac slow-mo’s through the pictures of Jordy.
>
> Who can take a nephew
> And smother him with hugs
> Who takes on his nephew’s name then covers it with smut
> The Isaac Man, The Isaac Man can.
> Jordan was born the next of kin
> Now skin to skin
> To an adjective sin
>
> Something in the way you groomed Jord
> Impacts him as the police discover
> Something in Jordan’s bruises
> Isaac, you may not want to leave Jord now
> But you know you’ll be jailed anyhow.
>
> Isaac is the face in the security light
> His footsteps ping down the hall
> The love he dares comes out this night
> And Jordy’s barely learned to crawl.
>
> What a day Isaac’s had
> In the nude, he is bad
> Why, it’s almost like being in Jordan
> There’s an Uncle sucking face
> And his name is Isaac Chase
> Why, it’s almost like being in Jordan.
>
> Isaac Chase sought to be President
> But since he’s a permanent resident
> Of Jordan Chasescott’s behind
> And thus is maligned,
> He had Jordan swallow the evidence.