Perfect Friendship
Because you never settle for a quickie without a condom
Or for slapping your tits with an erect penis
Now I want you to spread your legs
On the donkey of our love bed
Because I want to thank your vagina
In the name of the maternal vagina
For so many things you’ve given me in life
Because I want to tell you:
-Thank you, Cunt!
Before we separate
And buy two beds so we don’t sleep together.
Thanks to you, and my seed, we formed a family
Creating a warm home.
You helped me get a job
So I could earn my daily bread
With the sweat of our two brows.
Sometimes, you let me rest between your two tits
To meditate on the sex we shared
Throwing myself from your moving cunt
To come against the bedroom wall.
I know you came to Earth
So that your carnivorous vagina
Could devour this little churro of mine
That rose erect before you
Like the tongue in our labial kisses
Your hands gripping it tightly
To lead it to the true and necessary hole.
Instead of singing, I bellowed
And you moaned, feeling your nymphs turn to mush.
Tired now of our labor
Of inveterate fuckers
Now we separate rooms
Because I can’t stand
That unpleasant skunk smell from your cunt
And you can’t stand
The farts I let out, telling you as I fart:
-Catch them with your hands
To let them enjoy your peace.
That’s why it’s better that we sleep separately
Each in a room
Giving ourselves
Perfect friendship.
I, in my dreams, will raise my penis
To the temple of your vagina.
You, in your own way
Will sing to the penis that was light in your vagina
And the heaven of its palate.
Horror Sleaze Trash 