Her mountains sang Solomon’s sum sensual stimulating songs
Her twins fed the lilies in the valley lows
Her hills gave suckling to young thugs and roes
Her chocolate breast was/is/are loaded with calcium woes
Her protein supplements still feed greedy unnatural beast by the droves
Her primary source is made for young mammals for the taking without (ever) asking
Her Nesquik is produced by MAMMarY glands for breast-fed human (so-called) beings
And after all that endured;
all that, all that, I repeat, all that
and still-yet
she’s blessed by the best
with good-and-plenty
of milk-and-honey
to feed her own kith-and-kin
and more blood-sucking-nations.
Got milk (u ask)?
Bring it on (YES, we gots’ pasteurized and preserved milk, in cups that overfloweth)!
Dedicated to: “Black Cows” )‘ jus put “Saved” in front of it (
Author Notes:
~Song of Solomon 4:5 King James Version (KJV).
~The angels in heaven done signed our appellation. We’ve been changed.
Wow powerful poetry! Excellent!