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Voracious or Vivacious


Yum or wow

Purr or meow

A feast of passion

but do you scrape the bottom of a peanut butter jar getting every bit?

 

Cornucopia where there is so much to eat and be

 

Simple pleasures in simple things...

 

Eating the center of a piece of bread

Cutting off the frosting on a rich cake

 

There is a lot to a woman, they vibrate with something otherworldly

Smelling wonderful

More worthy of poetry than men

but then again...

Men are burly and stink

Obnoxious, stubborn,

Bull headed and proud...

 

So, how the heck can this species exist?

 

It could be that Cupid is blind as he shoots his arrow

or maybe a better reason is that humanity is insane

or God likes scraping the bottom of an empty peanut butter jar

...

maybe though it is best that women exist and the men exist and there are definitely a lot of good things.

 

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