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Liar
In a Rut
I Like Juice
Color Gaurd
Suicide Girl
Needy
Pussy
Blech
Underneath the Moon
Through the Door
Amazing
And So I Thought
Escape the Shame
Why So Glum, Chum?
I Wish I'd Kissed You
Not Much
Self-Pity
Better off as Friends
The Foolishness of Thinking
Never Enough
Played
Her Trudy
The Thin Red Line
Pretty Baby
Bi-Polar
Advice for the Ages
Prose




PUSSY

There was a girl named June
And she loved a boy who was cool
He knew how to talk
He'd rather drive than walk
He'd rather die than hurt her
He would die to be her

Then there was a girl named July
As close to June as could be
She copied her walk
She cut off her cock
She was dying to be real
She had trouble walking in heels

So why was June next to July
Why was she allowing it to happen
Why didn't she let that cool boy drive on by
Why was the boy her girl friend
Cause it's love
It's just love

They got stares as they walked around
June wore a collar so she wouldn't be taken to the pound
They never knew why everyone stared
It was their life why should anyone care
It always bothered July not being liked
It always bothered her being a dyke

July cut her dick off
Pussy just wasn't enough
June thought it would last
June was just part of the past
Cause July cut her dick off
Pussy just wasn't enough

June never knew what hit her
June never got over her
June always was alone
June cut herself to the bone
Better dead than alone
Better dead than alone






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Copyright 2001 Trudy Smock