Sorry ladies
O thou swole Pope
Of holy biceps and glutes
Who inspired in us manly Hope
Where goeth thy protein toots?
How wilt thou cultivate Mass?
And awe the Lord's flock with thy hot Ass?
A wise but wistful lamentation, that.
O thou swole Pope
Of holy biceps and glutes
Who inspired in us manly Hope
Where goeth thy protein toots?
How wilt thou cultivate Mass?
And awe the Lord's flock with thy hot Ass?
A wise but wistful lamentation, that.