Soup In a Cup
A carrot was dangled
Before me one night
A garden of fortune
A place to delight
Young and impetuous
I followed my need
A place for enjoyment
And spreading my seed
I sniffed and I snorted
I touched and I teased
I fingered and fondled
As much as I pleased
Young love gave a highway
For me to mature
A road many traveled
And followed by more
So I gave in to pleasure
Succumbed to the need
I went through the motion
And spit out the seed
Then when it was done
I lay in exhaustion
A victim of love
A life with no caution
Now I am told
Nine months from the date
I will be living
A most costly fate
Child support
And fees that incur
Play dates and meetings
And things I'll endure
If only my zipper
Would have stayed up
Then all of this stuff
Would be soup in a cup
Rockman :-)
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