FLACCID STATE

 

It hurts me

        every night

     the way you

       stung me

     and left me

          on the stool

my prick is hurting me

           and the sky

              is about
         to go “Kaboom!”

      all because

           of the thighs

of an Indian princess

    and an Egyptian goddess

               who left

           many millions

to die in the alleys        

                     of New York

           while she sat

        drinking a glass of wine

             in Katmandu

 

 

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