That harmless snip has often been hip
Since way back when, we didn't know shit
Fuck all actually
Pointless grovelling to imaginary imagery
Skillfully slicing infants in their infancy
Wailing creatures, lambs to the slaughter
Carried aloft, son or daughter
Hail tradition! They always exclaim
Our only prerogative is to maim
Adjust those features permanently!
It's pleasing, of course, aesthetically
God's children transformed in his imagery
Somewhat ironically, regrettably, inevitably
It still continues to this day
Under the table, over the table
Here, and far away
Excuses, excuses
It's for 'proven' health benefits
OK?
Or twisted chastity, involuntary purity
Say the sordid stories
Scrawled by men who think in that way
Mutilations encouraged throughout most nations
Tearing apart the human soul
For fundamentalist, brutal
sexual control
Millions of tiny stolen components
Coveted keepsakes, useless castaways
Beaming parents have no atonement
Rejoice and praise these
Monstrous / Farcical
Grotesque
Moments
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Author:
Audite Degenerem (
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