No bulls! All bullocks!

All castrated, libido arrested,

They toil for their men-folks.

All cows! Only to yield calves,

With no bulls to mate them,

Or to beat cows’ heat.

Just to milk for the folks!

Bulls no more masculine

To fall in love with cow;

Cows, though fully feminine,

Excite no male to copulate.

Cows are delivered of their calves,

Having never gone to sex,

By seminal injections.

Bullocks are stripped of peak of sex.

Creations go without lovemaking.

Men and women of all walks,

From sixteen to sixty or more,

Learn to groom their passion,

With hormones and fashion,

To entertain their orgasm,

By nature way or manipulation,

As often as they desired,

In multitudes and with multitudes,

Whether for a child or not,

More often for no procreation.

Devices are found against concieving

And for a high erotic enjoyment.

Lovemaking goes without creation.

Animals are killed of sexual joy

To multiple the race.

Men-folks are filled of erotic joy

To limit the race.

05.02.99, Dindukal

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