Went I, calmly, slowly
When asked to sex
Horticulture heifer
Scared as a placenta
Spilling into a cold bin
I catch the cow
Masterbating itself
Sick, filling buckets
The vulgar stench
Filling my nasal
Suddenly the cow
She jumps to it
Realizing, regretting
Slimy, pulsing home
My cells herniate
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