Words from angels with cloven tongues
and naked flesh reflecting the soul
with a modern-day Mona Lisa complex
scorched decadency seducing the corpse
of my cock’s diseased manifold
with their muted breasts and labia majora
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i put the poontang on you
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Ah, you brought this one over for sure… I remember it. What if De Vinci painted the Mona like this one?
You’ve got to watch out for those cloven tongue angels.
Writing is a challenge to me.