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To Love a Whore

She is a bitch, she is a whore
She is a devil and much more
But you must go and kneel to her
With all the shame you have to bear
If there's a girl, if there's a boy
Forget the things you'll not enjoy
Go take upon yourself the blame
All humiliation and all the shame;
To dry tears from the children's eyes
It takes a strong man to defy
The selfish ego's holding claws
Tormented by the painful throes
You'll ride the storm, you'll cross the sea
Escaping the calamity
Because the darkness will never die
Unless sun rays, too, fill the sky
Sometimes to surf a sea of shame
Means cleansing from the gilt and pain
To hold a bitch, to love a whore
Might mean to reach a sunlit shore
Where kids live happier even more
Then any, any day before
When Mom and Dad were not both there.

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