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Brains Fallout

I was slithering on the ground

smelling the perfumed earth

I was scratching my hide

screaming for a mate

I was hunting the living thing with appetite

tearing into its sacred flesh

I was howling a tune of hear me

at the moon beckoning and seducing

I was plunging my penis into the female

powerful and instinctive

I was not thinking at all

one thing in an unknown maze

I was an animal stinking and furtive

eyes alert, nose keen for the next threat.

I was up for reelection

and I approved this message.


She looked over my shoulder and said oh our brains got too big, I get it.

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