On Saturday, February 4, 2023 at 9:00:34 PM UTC, michaelmalef...@gmail.com wrote:
> On Saturday, February 4, 2023 at 10:35:55 AM UTC-5, jdcha...@gmail.com wrote:
> > https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5jME3OqT1KQ
>
> I'm beginning to think that I've given Isaac's life a purpose: two purposes, actually.
>
> 1) Trolling AAPC with blind links and "hello" posts, and
> 2) Trying to get an endless supply of Jordy poems removed.

Isaac doesn't try very much.

>
> Here's another:
>
> 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.

Great poem, Michael. It should be published along with the Ode!