PREGNANT
I courted a girl
Who turned out to be a whore.
She was hairy and had black eyes
What the pimps say
What does beauty mean
Well:
-Hairy woman with black eyes
Awesome woman.
She took me to an apartment
In Plaza Tirso de Molina
In Madrid capital.
She mounted me
I mounted her without a condom
And, a few days later, she told me:
-She was pregnant
Because I did it well.
Upset
And with no desire to be a father
I went to Casa de Campo
To go around four times
To ask the whores
Who traffic there
If they knew her
Because, maybe
That child conceived was not mine
But someone else's.
I told her it
And she got very angry with me.
She told me:
-You will be the father.
Wait for the child to come out
And you will see.
I told my mother it
Who was rambling
Almost finishing
And she answered me:
-Son, to what's done chest.
Don't be upset that you fell in love
With a whore.
All women are whores.
True whores are made
To enlighten men
And virgin and holy whores
To walk around in the dark.
Copyright © Daniel De Culla | Year Posted 2024
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