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Ode To An Egg
I swim, I search, and I compete
I'd guillotine my tail to attract you
I'd tarry if I thought you would consent
I gather in a circle, cry my cry
Intention's clear, my dear
So round and glossy, noble, orbed
To penetrate, to share my life with you
Fertilize, my love!
Thou art my only hope
For incarnation
By A.N. Seibel
from my prestigiosa y favorita Fertility & Sterility
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