Here I am. Ahem...
NYC BOY = Need Young Cock Belonging to Outlandish Yeti.
A short poem:
With arms like tree trunks
And an ass that won't quit,
With hairy rhinos he bunks,
On squirrel dicks he sits.
Smegma dominates his breath,
And his anus is stretched wide.
Only in painful death,
Can NYC BOY be on our good side.
To sweaty men he is a toy,
In his orifices they ram tools.
So let's hear it for NYC BOY,
Whose fugly-ass face rules.