Biscuits for Smut
Served up in the backyard Cooked too long on high Flying out the window Even dogs have passed them by Didn't know she was tied up Better fed than forced Time to meet the protagonist, boy He never showed remorse Choking on the one thing His tongue had gotten too fat A barely walking dead man Seemed to know where he was at Drive himself to the airport Getting out of here Overworking the small town The law couldn't get too near Come on smut You might've stayed
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 08, 2025
Pick a side, dig Nice and soft Think of someone To help you along, Ike Amused me once Manchild son Getting to be Anyone Serves me well Flush your head Who can ever tell Wanna be made It's time to laugh now If you're supposed to If being brain dead Is what you want to do You plant your face again Into the screen, right Let it grow Skin snot tight Serves me well Flush your head Who can ever tell Wanna be made, right
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Spread your mind the fish feed Don't ignore my speech my Heart bleeds Make yourself the perfect butt Some passing thought, I don't know what Don't remind me, I'll take What I need to Get back in case the door swings and Don't forget to hide Your mood rings Fit to tie I thought I knew good company I'd like to be you You're right behind me and Mouth all I read Don't remind me, I'll take What I need to You're right behind me and Mouth all I read
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 08, 2025
Tell me If you think it's all right I'll give in to what you know I don't see the habits that Become me I've saved up My useless thoughts Well means, it works I'm on your side I said that? Well so I lied Remember I tried not to be wary This failed me, once too much Unrecognized Well preserved Don't forget, what you heard
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Served up in the backyard Cooked too long on high Flying out the window Even dogs have passed them by Didn't know she was tied up Better fed than forced Time to meet the protagonist, boy He never showed remorse Choking on the one thing His tongue had gotten too fat A barely walking dead man Seemed to know where he was at Drive himself to the airport Getting out of here Overworking the small town The law couldn't get too near
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026
Served up in the backyard Cooked too long on high Flying out the window Even dogs have passed them by Didn't know she was tied up Better fed than forced Time to meet the protagonist, boy He never showed remorse Choking on the one thing His tongue had gotten too fat A barely walking dead man Seemed to know where he was at Drive himself to the airport Getting out of here Overworking the small town The law couldn't get too near
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026