This wedding band
isn't a tether
or a tiny handcuff
Those wedding vows
didn't spell out
a slave trade
and a soul sale
your penis
doesn't have
all access
and it isn't
pointer to show me around
these breasts
don't pull down my IQ
and the fact that I talk about them
and I can say vagina without
blushing
doesn't make me a whorific, nazi fem
and having testicles doesn't
give you exclusive rights
to sexual talk
and the enjoyment of pornographic
materials
I can have a good dose
of class and feministic charm
and still enjoy
the better things in life.
Birth sign: Gemini
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