Cunt

I tend to be amazed by all the shuck  
Been going round about a woman’s cunt.    
    
As if the word is something you should buck,    
Just simmer down, okay, let me be blunt.    
     
What do you think, do women take the brunt    
On ways to get a dude off when we suck,    
     
Or on the want of cats who live to shunt.    
I think most will agree it’s quite a stunt;    
     
A kitty’s double-teamed in relay fuck    
To take one up the back and up the front.    
     
It won’t be long till jock’s back on the hunt    
For any femme with whom to thrust & grunt,    
     
As long as there’s a cock to sink a putt    
To satisfy a skirt in spite his runt.    
     
And doesn’t mind a promise when it’s bunk    
About a lick and ream of shaven cunt.    
     
But notices you haven’t washed your funk,    
And soon will come the Dawg who owns your junk.    
     
It’s on his bitch’s face your smelly spunk,    
It’s gonna get around you’re just a punk.    
     
You shoulda thought of that, you betta duck,    
Forget the rest cause Dawg’s about to punt!