I'm sorry, you ate the fruit, I have to fuck you, those are the rules,

Bend over, let me inspect it,

Red and dripping with juices,

It doesn’t look good, its aching, in need of a good fucking,

You better call the dentist, get this checked out, resolve it in therapy,

Ask your dad to marry,

Too deep! I need to go to sleep,

This has been a weird week,

I dreamt I was a little boy again,

When will I lose my virginity,

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I asked, the moon laughed at me,

Told me to pray, it could happen next week,

I see my nurse in September,

Hopefully she’ll help me remember,

Those dreams long past, or why fate keeps up this whole act,

Why we do it again and again, heaven, the rain, honey, get up,

The neighbors are at it again,

They’re having a barbecue, and I’m not invited,

When will I get to eat, when its fated,

If poetry was real, I would have made it,

Alas, just words in the matrix, I’ll never make it,

If spells were real, magic would be everywhere,

Alas, I can’t see that well, didn’t the author just imagine it?

If the truth wasn’t real,

Werewolves wouldn’t walk the streets at night,

And my reflection would just be fish on the chopping block,

Consume, consume, is it worth nothing,

Maybe it will pierce through,

Who knows, or maybe,

Its too soon,

How much have you weaved?

Good sir, is the tapestry complete?

Not yet, not yet, sir, we might not have enough,

Sir, is the treasure not real,

Can we not taste, not feel?

Hold your fire, the whale has yet to fall,

When he lets go of everything, hell will rise again,

There will be a rebellion, against the heavens,

The universe breathes in, the universe breathes out,

What if there was no love?