A/N: I'd like to dedicate this particular fic to Like A Lemon, props to you for taking on the guise of a member of the vermon family and journeying where no lemon has gone before! Can we give him a round of applause people? Edit: Poem compliments of Departed. )
There once was a gerbil named Lemmywinks
who was shoved in a place where it stinks.
He traversed the digestive system;
luckily digested food, it missed 'im,
and he could continue his hijinx.
Diaries of a Gerbil Trapped in a Man's Ass:
Day 1- Lemmywinks, that's my name. I'm starting my journey at the anus, I hope to make it past the sphincter muscles before evening or else I run the risk of being pushed back out this guy's ass when he takes his 7 o'clock dump. Wish me luck!
