I found a gay poem, rate it? so here we go: ._.
No, no , no , no ,no!
The doors that I cannot fathom/
It’ll burn me like a crisp
But the discs that I can open
I will burn till my clouds
Clouds and wisps
But the door, you say?
classic child play
Ah, but I assure you, dear sir
I do not say
But the DOOR
We have,
Sir, I must get away
For the DOOR that we have
is just so very gay