Two Pussies Agree

Once upon a time
there were two pussies;
they lived in different worlds:
one is a red forest,
the other in a black nest.
They had much in common;
they were alike, but different.
They sat between legs in solitude,
waiting, they began talking
with each other:
My lips are thin and stretched,
six babies have passed through me;
I have drank a river of salty milk,
and been tunneled by jack hammers;
I am a survivor.
The other pussy, the red head:
I am tired of abuse, misuse;
I am sick with an issue,
I caugh up fluid, but there
are times I am well,
loved and kissed like a queen
in the midst of paradise.
I, too, am a survivor.
Together they sighed, "Survivors!
"Surely there is more to sex than this."