Before i lay me down on bed.
I pray for a pony or any creatures who's not a creep.
One who's handsome, smart, strong and wise,
One who love the listen long,
One who think before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks
I pray he's have a big cock and self-employed,
And when i spend, won't be annoyed.
Pull out my Mister Bo and hold my hoof.
Massage my Marehood and help me stand.
Oh send a king to make me queen.
A man who loves to sex and clean.
I pray this man will love no other.
And relish visit with my Universe.

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Commence read.

That was nice.

Balancing power with consent,
enables liberty.

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Mores is pronounced "More-ays." Not "Moors" as in "Moors of Scotland."
With all that said, I'm still fudging to have "more-ays" rhyme with risque. "More-ay" would rhyme perfectly with risque.

Well then. I'll putting this in for read for later.

Oh man! It's brain bleach O' clock all ready!

Please come back! Your stories are amazing and fucked up