It’s October 31, the cum is protruding
The darkness of
No Nut November is blooming
I
go to the bathroom, for one last time
Before I am tortured, and lose my mind
I lock the door, and go on Incognito
And watch a girl fuck herself with a Cheeto
I may go crazy, even insane
But
No Nut November isn’t a game
I accept the challenge with open arms
And stop watching the videos — all rated R
‘Tis the last day of this terrible month
The torture and pain was all too much
As November fleats, you bast believe,
When December comes, I’ll be beating my meat