Tyranny of Marriage
That you ask me where I have been
That your eyes pierce through my clothes for sin
That with every argument you’re Cruella de Win
That you have that hidden Rodman grin.
What do you take me for?
What, an obedient whore?
What do you make of my mighty Thor?
What good deeds your Republican ignore?
Then all I can do is but sign
Then all these chains will shine
Then your busts will whine
Then I will to freedom divine.
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Brave New Relationship
Here we are on a ship to nowhere
Just only with our asses and wits
And the strength of our souls’ patience
To survive on this desert continent.
You and I chose each other
Not only for the organ that fits
But we feel each others’ sentience
That we would age and be content.
I would never be afraid ever
No matter what tempest us hits
Time will give up in senescence
For forever is our intent.
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