Elementary Sonnet 42: Reconciliation by Yahslily

To reconcile all the parts which are me…

More hard to grow myself a long penis.

Throw into the wind all parts which are she;

cutting up those limbs which are a menace.

The most dreadful organ which is my brain,

cannot be removed, save lobotomy.

A thousand vaginas dancing in rain;

I’d laugh off my ass, what a sight to see!

Dreadful thoughts collide looking in from out.

Looking out from in is even more foul.

Spout from Old Faithful no more than a pout

from the lips of my mind when they do growl.

Let me imbibe poison from many cups;

World 3-1, I won infinite one-ups.


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