Skirts Are Torn, Why?
Utility of sexuality
In rude Capitalism
Equality and Fraternity
Sound as lip-services
For votes under Liberty
With wide crevices.
Drugs and hot-drinks
Make minds goaded.
They tear of others skirts
As madly in heat tread.
Sure, no law can save
Unless mothers bring up
Children in proper love
As honey in a flower cup.
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Topic(s): love hurts
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