I think it is monstrous to hire boys 
And pound up their shit into paste. 
The clergy are partial to choir-boys ; 
I cannot approve of the taste. 
 
The wonderful beauty of cunt 
Is a thing for a poet to rave over ! 
At the moment of coming it’s grand ; 
They grip you and shake like a hand. 
They emit a low poop, like a grunt ; 
And the jelly boils, flows like a wave over ! 
The wonderful beauty of cunt 
Is a thing for a poet to rave over ! 
 
 
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