Day 38. 133 pages, 60,943 words.
So when the last day dawnèd
And the horde’s time came to die
I faced the knife undaunted
With Mr. BRKN standing by.
My last remaining token
Doesn’t exactly feel fantastic
I’ve got a badly shaven scrotum
What’s all covered up in plastic.
But when I contemplate my boulders
I see no reason for a tizz
I just look at these two soldiers
I helped to make them with my jizz.