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Being a woman today

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You, five days of sadness and then
You run towards life.
You - «Me?» - with your parachute
You jump in the air and go - «The fuck you want?»
You land in the garden of the house
Then you move safe and fresh
As in a spring morning.
 
In your bedroom
There is a gentleman who activates the press
On your little cotton buddies
Who beg for help,
But he steals them from you and goes away.
You cry and chase your
Soft, tender, soggy
Plugs for the hairy pussy.
 
And from today on you can even find your plugs for the hairy pussy in magnum packs of eighty pieces. Her nice big fluffy cigars!
 
But I would like to ask you a question:
'Did you notice that I'm a little man now?'
And I'd like to give you another:
'Are you menstruating?'
 
Sssh. Sleep now. It's all over.
 
Protagonist of my time
Protagonist of my sexuality.
 
Being a woman today,
Experiencing the prodigy of your monthly cycle
Flaunting self-confidence.
Being a woman today,
Aspire to the role that history owes you:
That of a amiable,
Placid, unpredictable
helmsman of a sailing ship projected
Towards the sea of the year two thousand
To the cry of 'Cock, at once!'
 
Hey, I got you in the way,
Sing oh hey, shandu hays, uidisais,
The faith in the form before you yaps.

 
Being a woman today,
No longer the one who shits children,
But the sweet and stubborn one
Who shits your children.
Like Loretta Goggi in Freccia Nera
Or in Maledetta Primavera-damn independent.
Stronghold woman
When the flow is more abundant,
Jaunty when it is the case
Or al little rowdy of a never tamed clitoris,
To the cry of...
 
But I would like to ask you a question:
'Did you notice that I'm a little man now?'
And I'd like to give you another:
'Are you menstruating?'
 
Protagonist of your time,
Protagonist of your sexuality.
Protagonist of your time,
Protagonist of your sexuality.
Little women, big lips
Little man some big lips will appreciate.
I probably won't copulate,
But your fallopian trumpets I will blow.
Protagonist of your cotton sausage.
Na na na na na na na na...
 


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Sicilian
Sicilian
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We are not like you





With your hatred
This world will end
In death, in pain
In terror, it will collapse
There will be no more life
But those like us
 

For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
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For our hair
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For sure, we are not like you
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Freedom





Freedom
In the sky
And within the stars
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A flower
In your hair
And within your heart
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That I am alive
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That I color myself
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With the love you give me
That you give me
With your voice
With your hands
And with your warmth
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The new light with your finger
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