On Wednesday, March 15, 2023 at 10:29:30 AM UTC-4, NancyGene wrote:
> On Wednesday, March 15, 2023 at 1:44:09 PM UTC, Michael Pendragon wrote:
> > ***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.
> >
> > Uncle Isaac got more of a bang
> > From his nephew than if in a gang.
> > Isaac said, “You’re my gong
> > And to bang you’s not wrong,”
> > So young Jordy continued to clang.
> >
> > Uncle Isaac worked on his CumHammer brand
> > So he gave young Jordan a manly backhand
> > Jordan started to cry
> > And Isaac yelled, “Aye!
> > I will teach you to come On Demand.”
> >
> > Uncle Isaac has fished off the family pier
> > Ever since he saw nephew Jordan’s pink rear
> > Isaac tied his own flies
> > For no other guys
> > And was cast as Jordan’s gondolier.
> >
> > Uncle Isaac said to Jordy, “Hola!”
> > But he really was saying “Hole Ah”
> > Since he loved Jordan’s rear
> > He gave it a cheer
> > And drank it with Rum Coca Cola.
> >
> > Uncle Isaac sat on a ball
> > Uncle Isaac had to make calls
> > Little Jordy could wait
> > Until Isaac was straight
> > Until then he endured Isaac’s mauls.
> >
> > When Isaac diddle, diddled,
> > Little Jordan would piddle,
> > And Isaac would dream of communes.
> > Isaac gave Jord the shaft,
> > Jord tried to report,
> > But Isaac had found his new poon.
> >
> > Uncle Isaac would frequently lend
> > His nephew to Friends, Romans, Countrymen
> > Jordy’d say, “Whee!
> > I do this for free,
> > For it all comes out clear in my end.”
> >
> > Isaac and Jordy had squishmallow fun
> > Rolling around on the bed one-on-one
> > Jordy said you’re my pillow
> > Isaac started to billow
> > And said I will now squeeze your buns
> >
> > Jordan Chasescott was a curious kid
> > So Isaac did what Jordan’s folks would forbid
> > Isaac took Jordan camping
> > And ended up glamping
> > Jordan’s flap all over the grid.
> >
> > Isaac Chase
> > Why are you sitting on your nephew’s face?
> > We’ll help authorities to make their case
> > Isaac Chase
> > Your forepart is pumping
> > You’re good at nephew humping
> > Isaac Chase
> > Jordan is seven and you are a Chase disgrace
> > You have nephew love
> > And you are not above
> > The sex offender database
> >
> > Ike's a poor little poof who’s a Donkey’s prey
> > Bwah, Bwah, Bwah
> > Ike's a nephew creep who has made him gay
> > Bwah, Bwah, Bwah
> >
> > Shout, Shout, Joseph A. Stout
> > It’s be five years before you get out
> > Isaac Chase wants to take your place
> > But he can’t go to prison and keep a straight face
> >
> > Shout, Shout, Pimp Daddy Stout
> > It’s be five years before you get out
> > Pout, Pout, It's time to take your place
> > Being pimped out, how will you save face?
> >
> > Ike was wrapped ‘round Jordy’s dinger
> > Uncle was a Nephew clinger
> > Living life in ease because he’s slow
> > He thought what he did was fellatio
> >
> > Isaac liked to spoon and knife
> > Though he had no one in his poor life
> > To kiss and hug and make a baby
> > But he knew that Jord would grow and gay be.
> >
> > Isaac had no friends so looked to his folk
> > And without his family Ike would be broke
> > Jordan was there to take care of his urges
> > And to spoon with Isaac during adjective surges
> >
> > Jordan Chasescott resented
> > His Uncle when he got in his tent, said
> > “Uncle Isaac, could we
> > Not be knee to knee
> > People will think you’re demented.”
> >
> > Isaac Chase traveled to Mexico
> > To sell his nephew to Texaco
> > Jordan want to be
> > A proper lady
> > So Ike gladly sold Jord’s sex for dough
> >
> > Stanzas to build a life upon:
> >
> > Uncle Isaac sent Jordan to Tor-
> > onto to be a moose whore
> > Isaac said cross the border
> > You are now a male order
> > And will live in a box with a door.
> >
> > Jordan Chasescott had both love and hate
> > For his Uncle who used him as bait
> > For friends to say hello to
> > And enemies to eschew
> > But at least he wasn’t Joe Stout’s cell mate
> >
> > Isaac grew up as incel
> > A man taught don’t ask and don’t tell
> > Until Jordan appeared
> > And this may sound too weird
> > But Ike’s dreams are now in pastel
> A poem for all humanity!

One can only hope that TPTB at Google Groups see fit to allow for the existence of an original poem in a *poetry group.*