The Patriarchy

I eat, too many,

Little girls, well yes,

I do love, the taste of worms,

All men, are the same,

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They love, the height,

But some, can't,

Handle it, they're,

Not brave, enough,

To grab your hair, taste your lips,

Tell you, you belong there.

Everyone Gets to Eat

Is it, you or me, that age,

Old game, men,

Yeah, it has,

Some fame,

But you know,

What makes this,

Much spicier, a few,

Worm girls, a pink skirt,

And cocaine, the ego,

Like fire crackers,

At the end, I'll tell you,

The exact same thing,

You belong there.