maccadole | Poetry (lol sure) for shiftylinguini

I was going to crosspost this from DW, but I had problems singing in and it's five in the morning, so it'll have to be posted from here instead. :D Why am I awake?

I want to spread some love for you, our beloved noodle. In my own strange way.

“When is your birthday?”
“It's May 6th, six weeks from now.”
“I'll write you something.”

Creativity
Unreliable bullshit
Where the fuck is it?

Fic is a problem
But I can write a haiku
Or maybe a few

Here is a story:
Two blokes secretly in love
They are both wizards

Fingers in a mouth
Soft tongue and lots of wetness
Lick and kiss and bite

Wizard cock in boy
Desks are good to bend over
James has a nice bum

A hand in his hair
Teddy's come is everywhere
Happy dorks in love

Precious Linguini
You are such a piece of shit
Why are you like this?

You are talented
Death trap country is evil
Never change, darling

Mac stayed up too late
Happy birthday to Guini
How do I end this?