Just For Ewe

No pornographic iconoclastica,
no not this song for Ewe.
K-Y rationed masterbational anthems,
no not this sonnet true.
No hymn pot art' Exquisite Swine,
nor a paranormal meta Natas rhyme.
Narcotics hath been scratched off the docket,
find in my pocket only this prose.

Bloodied my hooves down mountains steep,
and then Ewe
Wiped them on your wool and then danced for me I,
hide in you.

Forgive me now don't gasp on asps,
as I'll remove allegoried mask-stasis.
No Symbiotic Liberational spoofs,
axiomatic are Davidian truths.
No psalms of staring into Spanish mystical,
Christian debts so are pseudo maso-clysmical.
A note narcotics have been scratched from the docket,
found in my pocket only this prose.

Bloodied my hooves down mountains steep,
and then Ewe
Wiped them on your wool and then danced for me I,
hide in you.

No pornographic iconoclastica,
no not this song for Ewe.
Did never bake me burndt Sunshine,
proved I to Ewe at the Phoenix Zoo.
No pony rides in Kundalini,
instead I'll ride Ewe in your little red #.
I won't honor the flocks requests...
so are Ewe impressed?...
Cause is just for Ewe!


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