They were imagined to be impure, thrusting their pink fistfuls of white cream up inside each other

Dirty, moustachiod pricks – vulpine countenances

Horrid, squalid, unclean toilet flavoured fucks

But now!

We’ve decreed them home and dignity and sanctuary

And about bloody time too

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