~Holiday Odes to Austin Hoogars~

[Toyz]

In this edition we will dedicate Christmas songs to our favorite OPEC Hoogars.

"Mimi the Tight Assed Hoogar"

{{{sung to the tune of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer}}}

Mimi the tight assed Hoogar, has a very splendid ass...

And if you ever saw it, theres no fucking way you pass.

All of the other Hoogars, used to laugh and call her names,

They'd never let poor Mimi, play in any Hoogar games.

Then one foggy monger night, Toyz Cawk came to play.

"Mimi with your ass so tight, won't you suck my Cawk just right"?

Then all the Mongers loved her, and they shouted out with Glee,

Mimi the tight assed Hoogar, won't you suck my Cawk for free?

[playingnthedark]

You sir, you're a piece of work. lol

[Toyz]

Charliee Sucking on your Swollen Cock

{{{Sung to the tune of Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire}}}

Charliee sucking on your swollen cock,

Those big tits filling up your mouth,

Wearing a sexy little one piece,

Taking off your shoes now you're in shock

Everybody knows a blow job & some mistletoe

Help to make your cock upright

Mongers all over Austin know

After Charliee they sleep well tonight

They know that Charliees on her way

Shes baked some goodies & its time to play

And every mongers dick is gonna try

To find some time to get their poor cock sucked DRY...

And so I'm offering this simple phrase

To Johns from Kyle to Timbuktu

Although its been said many times, many ways

Go fuck Charliee, she knows how to screw

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http://www.eccie.net/member.php?u=212542

[Centaur]

"Good King Toyz"



Good King Toyz looked out
On the cold Boxing Day
When NCNS’s lay about
Deep, flaky and often
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the TCB was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath'ring Wheaties



"Hither, fun2come, and stand by me
If thou know'st it, telling
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?"




"Sire, he lives a good league hence
All the way in Round Rock



Right against Williamson County
By Saint Mimi’s fountain."



"Bring down prices, within reach
Support local ho’s, do not dither
Charliee and Lexi will see him each
When we bear him thither."
fun2come and Toyz forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the haters’ wild lament
And the bitter effin’ frost



"Sire, the white knights ride now
And the hate blows stronger
Fails my hard-on, I know not how,
Up it stays no longer."
"Mark my footsteps, my good fun2come
Tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the flamers' rage
Shrink thy nuts less coldly."



In the jester’s steps he trod
Where prices lay dinted
Value in the very pics
Which rock1man had printed
Therefore, Hobby men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing

[Toyz]

"Roses are Red...

& so is my Cawk"...

[fun2come]

Centaur,

[Centaur]

"Onward, Heathen Soldiers"


Onward, Heathen soldiers,
Riding as to bed,
The switch of Robbe-Grillet
Prodding us ahead.



Kneel before your Mistress,
Lips against her toe;
Hop into the saddle
See us sinners go!



Onward, Heathen soldiers,
Marching as to bed,
The crop of Terri-Jean
Spurring us ahead.



Like a mighty orgy
Cinch tight that leather;
Tickled promises from
The sadist’s feather.



We are not divided,
Flesh to flesh press we,
Teeth against the bared nape,
Wrapped in ecstasy.



Onward, Heathen soldiers,
Carry her to bed,
The writings of de Sade
Lure us ahead.



Youthfulness may perish,
Mere love ebb and wane,
But the sting of pleasure
Ever will remain.



Puritans can never
'Gainst that lust prevail;
We have brains that function,
Prudes are sure to fail.



Onward, Heathen soldiers,
Never mind the bed,
Lips press the frenulum
Tongue around the head.



Onward, then, ye lechers,
Join our blissful throng,
Blend with ours your bodies
In this wonton-song;



Torrid, taut, tumescent
Unto climaxing;
This, throughout all ages,
Men and women sing.



Onward, Heathen soldiers,
Into Tartarus,



Bend over your lover
Torment Tantalus.