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mardi, janvier 01, 2008

Sterling presents Tes Tosto Rones

Behold, understand, If you can
Boy, child, grown man
At mother natures' chemical destiny
Crafts all of us that be

Awoke one day, hirsute and rough-hewn
Muscularity about strewn
Molecular genetics dictating
Feelings surfacing

Some cheerish the hunt, the kill
Bloodsports if you will
Spurred by steroid ketones
Feel it in their bones

Endless chasers of soft bodies
Same old stories
Capture and conquest
No pause, no rest


Los testes do roam
Blame testosterones
Be glad, rejoice if you can
Because you are a MAN