Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
So Much Saturday in My Tuesday
A poem by Wolf Larsen
She dances like the planets sailing around the sun
He dances like a bunch of smiles & ejaculations & flowers
Then the sex robot jumps in between the two
And the sex robot dances like luscious verbs dripping out of pussy trees
Then she dances like 2,000 years of immaculate conception on fire
And he dances the tanks & bombs of war
And the sex robot creates flying blueberry penises everywhere in its dance
And the reader dances out of the poem
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