Ashley Duran’s Womanifesto
Lately my life seem so damn redundant.
I eat and
I sleep and
I shit and
I cry.
I’m just the same old, same grrl, just tryin’ to get by.
My money making scheme is less than perfect.
Run by men, and most of them, worthless.
I am angry and I am PISSED with all of this misogynistic, patriarchal
BULLSHIT!
Just give me a second, I’ll show that I’m worth it.
I mean, who’s to say that Cock gets to rule the roost?
All you Cocks are just scared and confused.
So I say:
Fuck all that shit!
My CUNT can pull threefourfive times the shit than all those
ugly
limp
uh...
penile-units.
I mean sure, my CUNT can shrink, as CUNTS do shrink, but it can also
stretch and grow
open and gape and
swallow those fuckers
WHOLE!
That’s right, don’t fuck with my “girl” I say, ’cause she can
sweat and scream and
rage and blow
punch and kick and
bitch and throw!
Don’t waste your time trying to tell me you’re sorry, “that’s just the
way it goes honey.”
That’s not the way my world goes. No! She is more than you could ever know.
CUNT
Is what really makes our Mother flow.
She flows farandwideandfaster and deep, yea baby, she is
oh-so-deep! You see, it’s easy to drown in the depths between the soft,
slick
wet
thick
thighs of every Woman here to keep.
Yea baby, it’s easy to drown in the depths between my
softslickwetthick thighs.
Yea,
I
am
oh
so
d e e p.
I just let go
I just let go
I’m just tryin’ to let go.
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