A Filthy Friday without a Story, but instead Brings you a Poem

~Ooo, all the grass I am sowing, so there can be food growing,
mares and stallions eat their full, and grow larger than a bull.~

~And once their nice and juicy, what will happen, you'll see,
they'll be stuffed down again, all part of the food chain,
And soon it'll smell a lot, like, methaneeee.~

Ahem.

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What kind of Mouse do you like?

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All you have a filthy Friday now~.

Comments

[Psy Key]

Heh, that was actually kinda funny!