My twelve year old daughter
Did not yet have a child,
So I sent her to the Council to acquire one.
They asked what she thought of
A house for a while,
And the option of a go on the mayor’s son.
She agreed to the deal
And moved in the next day,
And was quickly introduced to her suitor.
He copped her a feel,
And had her on her way,
To a hospital room to be neutered.
She was old for her age
The doctor was told,
Who was induced to deliver her womb;
He was handsomely paid,
But gross to behold,
And left his phone number lodged in her rectum.
And so she was ransacked;
Unable to bear fruit,
And left on her new boyfriend’s doorstep.
He saw the effect
Whilst in her birthday suit,
And traded her for an unblemished pet.
So she came home to us
With her bits in a bag,
And decided to live off her face,
And the only real plus
For this poor little hag,
Is that she can’t add to the human race.
And eventually
She moved in with the Doc,
Who had stripped her of her right to pup,
And he died merrily
With his key in her lock,
And six step kids for her to fuck up.
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