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
gameI 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