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Saturday, July 4, 2020

Golden Vagina?

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She acted like her vagina was
made of gold.
And
that my heart was to be
bought and sold.
And
that I would bow to
that wet alter and
sell my soul.
She was
wrong though—it's not
for sale;
not for any price;
not even if her
vagina were made of
gold.
Thomas Case
Topic(s) of this poem: soul
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