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A Sapphic Talibanic †

Fuck it. Curse those who embrace death and quibble
to be from our cerebra fast divorced
or abandon every bodacious scribble...
†† † carnally endorsed.
Why from a yearning are so many averse
and hand off their fates to common hate and war  
renting too much the services of a hearse...
†† † rather than a whore?  
And certainly there is no perfection there
but I would have scandal with her helping hand
forevermore than more bombers in the air,
†† † savaging the land.
And so we wrench experimental tools
to reduce the absurd from all our thoughts
swapping soldiers for lesser porn star fools,
†† † and their money shots...  
for these are the shots from which mankind survives,
even when they fill the sockets of the eye,
or festoons the tits on extra horny wives,
†† † or an open thigh!
Think not of urethrae for the piss they piss
but as an auger for convocated seed
mobilized by a tumescent friendly kiss,
†† † and a special greed.
How is all this not superior to pain?  
Save the piss for the fundamentalist goon
who would upon all beauty some burqas deign,
†† † as a crude buffoon...
spending nights with an AK-47
rather than experiencing mortal love
due to deceitful promises of heaven...
†† † in afterlife above.  
†† †
Written by MidnightSonneteer
Author's Note
Fukkin obvious. Make love, not war.
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