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My girls have bigger dick energy than yours

When they're out there
living their best days,
weathering through
each season hitting
their skin and bones

because they know
you gotta go hunting
and survive bringing
back stories to tell.

My girls are dirtier
than European and
West Coast seas,

making you sit back
eating your poetry
like a toddler still
learning spelling
through canned
alphabet spaghetti

and sure, they'll
make your cheeks
blush more than a
packet of crimson
shaded crayolas

but my girls, they
have bigger dick
energy than yours

they'd tell Eve to
eat that fucking
apple, as Adams
balls slowly turn
blue underneath
their big boots.