Oh, the quasi-related grace
Of saliva on the toes;
The reds, the blues, the greens
Of pregnancy.
Castration?!
We melt like mosquitoes
Across the heated causeway
In June;
Pepto-Bismarck?
I hate shocking pink.
Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 12:43 AM UTC
Oh, the quasi-related grace
Of saliva on the toes;
The reds, the blues, the greens
Of pregnancy.
Castration?!
We melt like mosquitoes
Across the heated causeway
In June;
Pepto-Bismarck?
I hate shocking pink.
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