Here — read one of my poems. If you like it, I’ve got more. If not — fuck you.
A Question of Semantics
Who came up with pussy as a name for a cunt?
Who called it a clam or a gash?
Or beaver, or goat, or snapper or snatch
Who came up with poontang, I ask?
A song has called it the Cherry Pie
Yet another the Nappy Dugout
Myself, I’ve called it the box or the muff
The cockpit, the twat and the trout.
Then there’s the less used, but still classic terms
Like fur burger, pink taco or slit
Or monkey, muffin or cock wallet
Or camel toe when it is split
Hundreds of terms for one little spot
But the pussy’s the one that holds tight
I just wonder the thinking, does it look like a cat?
Does it purr when you rub it just right?
Well pussy is here to stay I am sure
But the truth be told in the end
We guys should all start to call it her dog
After all, it’s man’s best friend.
