From: cocodesockmonkey@gmail.com   
      
   On Wednesday, July 17, 2019 at 10:19:45 AM UTC-4, JD Chase wrote:   
   > He was a superb critic, Will... Whether one agrees with Lester Bangs or not,   
   his reviews were stimulating and thought provoking... ☺️🙏🎶🥂   
      
   ***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   
      
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