My cock rules the world
Its jutting prominence weeping authority
The softness of the core of me belied by its steel
Be strong
Be manly
Be powerful, and let my cock lead me
My cunt consumes your mind
You must control it, and me along with it
A receptacle for the whole of you
Be demure
Be feminine
Be quiet, and spread your legs
We divide ourselves and define ourselves with our babymakers
Pointless lies that we tell ourselves and each other
We’re the same
Men are no more an extension of their penis
Than women are a womb that makes sandwiches
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