Treasure Island

Missau Missau


Daughter


Daughter of mine
Those breasts of yours that have magnetized many;
Will one day loose its powers of attraction
Those humongus buttocks with which you strut with;
That which has hipnotized men, will one day loose its firmness
Those thighs so silky smooth promising pleasures unheard of, will become wrinkled
Those lips, those eyes, that face of yours will forever loose its youthful allure
Oh! How vain is beauty my love; like a dying rose
Now they hoover over you my daughter
When the orange is sucked dry, it is then discarded
Tread with caution my beloved daughter,
Tread with extreme caution

Submitted: Friday, August 22, 2014

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