Most men have lied, except you
women
I'm sure would as well
every man in that boat after you
being sucked off
both do
not confess to the priest
where children
are by them taught.
What is obscene to one
it could mean
that they as a child had theirs
in life there are no
guarantees.
Now about the Coz
nothing
is worse than a mind that's
confused about
Art.
Theres that knock on the door
I leave
self rising dough
on the counter, albiet I was kneading.
Credited
she is with the
immaculate deception
and he
never threw it of course.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem