I will raise my hand above my head
Please!
I will crawl down on my knees
I will serve not you or your wife
I will refuse sense and depend on my instincts
I promise to enjoy confirmed spaces in which I will take my time to clean my nose with my tongue
It’s ok, I will graze the land and stand in my drink
Please keep me. I swear I will amount to what you seek
Look even I have breast you can milk
Give me some time I will get fat enough to weigh worth 4 figures
What …you Doubt?
Just keep me you will see
I will perplex my eyes upon hearing your voice
I will moo my pain away
I will value sharp blades and despise red
Instead I will not bear your name but I will wear your mark.
For 15 years you reared me ,not once have I escaped and not once has I obeyed another shepherds voice …So understand that I make the cut
I’ll take this promotion
I’ll wear your grin as an under garment, your care will be placed on my head where everyone can see
Your laws shall be my breast plate
I swear to keep my teeth in the confinement of my lips ,truly looking forward to the future of my potions being laid on a plate as pillow for a fork and a knife or simply of taking a bow before multitudes of your kind .
Hear me say what that ox tells your ancestors, I surely can convey it ,Father please
IT might even impress your forefathers to see how much value you shown to their mothers .
Bet your late mother will ululate while drowning in tears of joy, that’s enough to bring you rain and wash your wrongs.
CAN I STAY, CAN I STAY?
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