What do you who post here
know of love? You brag
of your ejaculations!
That's your idea of love?
Any cretin can spasm,
spewing semen
on the floor!
You prate endlessly
about broken hearts
and unrequited passion!
You gaze for hours
at your reflection
and wonder why
no one finds you alluring!
What do you know
of aching backs
and toilet seats
that need cleaning?
Do you set the table
every night and clean up
afterwards?
Do you gush and post
drivel on this site
about fantasies
instead?
You don't know one
damn thing about love!
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