Dirty boy

Him. Not me. Okay maybe a bit me but mostly him.

A commuter perverted young Justin

in packed carriages often found thrusting

against strangers unknown

he would shudder and moan

and head home quite aroused his loins busting


It’s a thing by the way…look.  Okay that ones about something else but look up frotteurism!


Author: Michael

Husband, dad,(ex)programmer, comic collector and proud Yorkshireman. I have no idea why im here or why im writing but i rather enjoy it. no great fan of punctuation;

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