
It's sad how rough girls have it, and how men want it rough.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 120 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 03-20-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2787444
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Taste:
She tells me that she will not taste me;
I tell her that I will willingly taste her,
and thus, the tables turn
topsy turvy.
I do this because so much is expected from her
And her sex,
And her sex.
Should I score her and her sister
the score would one to nil,
but if she scored me and my brother
the scowls would be all on one.
Should I receive the employment
It would be because of my work,
But if she received the employment
It would be because of her work-
over on a cock.
So I will go down and be the bitch
because, according to our society,
I am man enough to do it.
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