Meat

Jabberwocky

Borrowed for an afternoon

Another’s praises are your tune

 

You hum it while I loose your bra

Unaware of what you are

 

Some others dinner lunch and tea

On into eternity

 

To me you’re just a piece of beef

For me to love with all my teeth

 

While you another do exhault

I rub against you with my salt

 

And see you oozing out the juice

Careless it’s not any use.

  • Author: Jabberwocky (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 27th, 2019 08:17
  • Category: Unclassified
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