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Small girl, Big God
Our young girls have gone a-whorish
The sense of shame or propriety
Just as dispensable as their under wears
They give themselves new monikers
Reluctant for the tongue to speak
For a morsel of bread
They spread their legs
For every dick
Tom and Harry
They litter the social space
With their filth and shame
And recklessly proclaim
Small girl
Big God
The sense of shame or propriety
Just as dispensable as their under wears
They give themselves new monikers
Reluctant for the tongue to speak
For a morsel of bread
They spread their legs
For every dick
Tom and Harry
They litter the social space
With their filth and shame
And recklessly proclaim
Small girl
Big God
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