She is a beaver
A worm hole
She is a stinker
A pink taco
Made up of a muff
A snapping turtle
A bloody hole
A fur burger
She is a fur cup
A suckle slit
She is a man’s snake trap
A cat to lick
She’s a ball warmer
A snatch, a snapper
Lips between the hips
Ho cake for a batter
She is a cunt
A twat, a pussy
She’s a slot, a clam
A needful, open cunny
A cooter, a pit
An inverted cock
A place to rest
A warm honey pot
She’s a daughter, a sister
She’s aunt and a mother
She’s a grandmother, a niece
A wife and man’s best meat eater.
She’s last on the food chain
And first on the bill
A price tag with tits
A hole that never gets her fill
That's what a woman is ...
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