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Dead Cow There you lie! Rotting sweetly Long since have you heaved your last Your gluttonous body now stuck to earth You were once a graceful grass muncher Food chain exemplified Oh great milk producer of yesterday I fall next to your sweet Decomposing body And wrap my arms about Your fly-ridden head What great mass! Decreasing rapidly As the maggots quickly devour you Sucking your sweet existence Into their being Even as they crawl upon my arms Thinking I am you And seek to devour me I welcome it for you and I Have become one my love I fall before you my awe inspiring bovine god And I admire every inch of Your petrifying beef You are eternal A shrine to all horned ones Of all hoofed beasts Never has there been one Such as you I delicately run my tongue Across your puss filled utter And along your mange plagued hair Gleefully catching the small worms That seek to devour the object of my desire The squirming small life only succeeds In increasing my ecstasy beyond my restraint With delicate fingers I reach deep inside of you Feeling the stringy contents of your stomach A moan escapes my parted lips As your sticky juices run down my arm I climb on top of your mountainous being Rub my nose against yours As we often did in times past In great lust I heavily lick Your crusted over eyes And then dare to inch my diseased Tongue under your eyelid to taste a part of you That I never dared to before Grabbing your horns I ram them through my chest Laughing rapturously As the lords of decay Feast upon my vitae I beat myself torturously With your great hoofs of doom Feeling the pain gives me such A great release and I delight In your herbivored dominance I slowly slide my cranium Into your beautiful earth colored Cave of defecation Swallowing deep breaths of Tangy scented air I remain deep inside of you Until the last of my breath Is sucked into your being Expended in one last act of love |
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I dont use punctuation
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