Hot, dry day in Wisconsin,
I'm bored as a tutor.
Cheese is cool, chickens fed,
I turn on my computer.

Sign onto this writer's place,
go to new piece of writing,
and start reading a poem
about some pervert biting

the private part of a woman
she describes as her vagina
which she says is pierced.
With what? I hope it's minor.

I'm so confused, I retreat
and go to the next poem,
which sounds promising,
it's called 'Coming Home'�.

There it is in all its glory,
this isn't getting any finer,
as I read one more time
about another member's vagina.

I hit the back button again
my face red as a tomato
and find myself feeling faint,
but it won't make me stop, eh, no!.

I try one final time,
sweat on my brow,
I click on another poem
titled 'Bow, Wow, Wow'�.

And this one is worse
cuz it's more about a vagina.
She says the man is inside
while standing behind her.

I'm so confused and sick,
this isn't funny anymore.
I've fainted too many times,
hit my head on this here floor.

Why do you feel the need
to act so unkind, eh?
By making me drown
in other members' vaginas.

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