Ville Platte Southern Belle – James D. Casey IV

I crushed a roach the other
day, it made me think of you.

My mind often wanders
over to you in moments

such as this. Opening
a smelly little can of

Coonass worms, speaking
in Cajun French. I hated

you, still do, but sometimes I
miss those enormous saggy

titties and the moans you used
to make when you took my nice

hard cock in your tight little
asshole like a fucking champ.

Little miss Jesus freak
was a dirty little whore.