Publisher's Synopsis
His poems are even fancier than his pants!
That's right, in addition to the best gay erotica, erom and genre-fiction ever conceived of, Gaylord Fancypants also writes poems! This is his first collection, which contains the only words you'll ever need to read about topics including social media, hollow rats, truth and how to prance like flattered waste! These poems will make -- and possibly already have -- all other poetry obsolete! Note: Two poems in this collection may seem like they are, in whole or in part, about a certain orange-hued, dumpling-shaped politician. They are not about him, that is a coincidence. P.S.: These poems contain rhymes! Here's an example to get you started: "lime" and "time." Warning: This collection of poems is not erotic, neither in a gay way, nor straight, nor even lesbian! Prepare to not be aroused. If you would like to be aroused, before or after reading these poems, click on literally anything else on my author page. Nota Bene: Inside you'll find words that may confuse and alarm you, such as "spume," "yob" and "derrière." Prepare to have your throbbing vocabulary blown until it sprays its diction all over my verbiage. Notice: I know perfectly well no one is reading this notice. No one clicks on 'read more' and then actually reads more. You probably assumed all these little tidbits in the description were safety warnings. So if you think you are reading this, you might be fictional. Also, for safety's sake, check for radon in your home. I don't know how, sorry.
