Poem

Kissing was a habit
Fucking is a game
Boys get the pleasure
Gals get the pain
He says he loves u
And u think its true
But when the stomach starts to swell
He says what's the hell with u
Sixteen minutes of pleasure
9 months of pain
2 days in hospital
A baby with no father
Mother gets busted
With the baby in the womb
This wouldn't have happened
If the rubber wasn't torn

By: anonymous:P

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