Fuckin scirros.

Fate has brought me here.
With the crushing of a Scissor
from the deep threshold
of a POUNDING rock.
The vagina that calls out
more. more. more.
please, I need to feel
the rage of an UNSATISFIED
LoveR. oh
the URGE,
with the sweet bosom of nectar it
PROVIDes.
when will i learn?
oh when Will you stop.
You Vagina, with the juises.
oh you hateful rock,
I scorn you.
FoR you, yes YOU ARE NEXT.