You’d be mad too
For making you want him
For craving him so badly
That you throw away all
The feminism they taught you.
You’re willing to put yourself
Through all the pleasures of pain
All the rebellion of this renaissance
Just to get that incredible dick &
Have him douse you in his seed.
It’s all fine and good, but just
Don’t tell anyone that you’ve handed
Over all of who you are for the long shot
Hope that he’ll come home and throw
You down and make you his bitch
Fill you up with everything you need.
