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                                               Into her I gently flowed,
                                               (In vein--the fluid way to enter)
                                               In order to make my abode
                                               Her organ-ism's loving center,

                                               My efforts, however, going to waste,
                                               (And waist)--making me then just madder,
                                               --To the wrong organ I'd deduced I'd raced--

                                               I believe now it must have been her bladder...

                                               For, though into her I'd gently gushed,
                                               I have been, by her, genital-ly dismissed;

                                               And right down her toilet I have been flushed.

                                               And I'm feeling

                                               really
 

                                               pissed.