Like that the door was left cracked <br />I over heard the woman with a British accent <br />speak to let it out. <br />Why not as a woman a long way we have come baby <br />finger deep or a foot canal one suspect. <br />The land of my doctor, she said. <br />Land of the lost my head swelled at what I heard. <br />Ever since the past I remember <br />The mascara around my brown eyes made me sore. <br />The mirror back then was my friend I sigh...no more. <br />Like those brown paper bags that hold fish <br />I won't forget what my mum said. <br />Quite child if your da should over the next year hear. <br />Be it a finger or a six toed foot. <br />Being not the first the doctor said, with a smile. <br />Next to go in I pulled out. <br />It's the larger fish that gives up the best fight. <br />An unnatural blond with red hair.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/perfect-vagina/
