
my name is cow
and wen she sits
benethe the stall
withe tiny kitI hav no hands
withe which to pat
I use mye tung
I lik the cat

my name is cow
and wen she sits
benethe the stall
withe tiny kitI hav no hands
withe which to pat
I use mye tung
I lik the cat
mi estas bov’
kaj nokte-dum
aŭ kiam lun’
ja don’ je lum’
kaj kiam hom’
dormiĝis jam,maldorme mi
lekú je pan’
Once
a boy looked very sadly at me after a little bit of conversation.
‘you’re so smart’ he said, ‘I feel like I couldn’t keep up’. And then he
did that sad boy face where you’re supposed to agree to tone yourself
down. So I said ‘probably’ and fucked his mate.some top advice from a slut, here, 90% of the time when some boy looks sad and tells you you’re too ‘x’ to keep up with it’s a ploy to get you to cut bits off yourself so you can come down to his mediocre level; instead, agree with him and fuck his mate
I am a slut
Wen on a dayte
With Boye who would
Manipulate
I’m not sway’d by
His saddened state-
I say okay
I fuck his mayte