Dear Son
― Dear son, It’s inanely ridiculous That each time I set eyes on your nakedness The first part of you that catches my eyes Is that roll of flesh between your legs Now, small, limp and harmless Just like every other part of you And as I know it now, your best play-thing Each time it [...] .





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