The first day of summer, Brian awakes with a grin. The sun is smiling like a pedophile, Guilt free without sin. All the kiddies are playing, in the Park don't you think? But young Brian is in a van, While the pedo's stroking his dink. Ask Mommy? (A Tale of Womanhood)
Young Vanessa is singing, By the riverside, dreaming, Of all the love and beauty, And her immense caring meaning.
She feels an itch, And a wetness, below, Is this normal she asks, While the blood drips down slow?
Her mother hears her crying, So she asks what is wrong? But Mommy I'm messy, And the smell is so strong!
Don't worry young Vanessa, In time you will grow, Tits on your flat chest, And some hair down below.
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