.I'm a rapist of poultry
Plucked, stuffed, and cooked
My recipe for love
Comes from a cookbook
You might call it sick
But you'd be mistaken
I'm fowly in love
Nude beneath my apron
Lovingly prepping
My prizewinning game hen
Tongue-kiss the neck hole
Fin.
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