Sophia

A poem about my cat Sophia, as childish as it may seem. On the other hand I know a child can write better than this. o__o

Sophia works at a little pizzeria

She serves diarrhea in a tortilla

And has special side dishes like gonorrhea…

…necrophilia…

…phenolic urea…  (a plastic consisting of phenolic resins)

…vaginal discharge from a lady named Leah…

…anal hysteria…

Damn, Sophia!

I had no idea

Author's Note

I shake my grandma tits to the left, I shake them to the right. I can shake my flabby ass all night.

Reviews

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

lol your cat Sophia o__o does so much work at the little pizzeria. It was fun reading this poem & your note as well.