Good
men to lay down
to use
him frankly
Natura’s
puppet.
When
she pulls the string
from
above the clouds
there’s
no choice
but to
follow men’s goddess
or
to dream
The god Priapus saw I,
and
with hys sceptre in honde.
That’s
the king to make a garden
of your
garret:
Lucretius and Lactantius
discussed it
but
Martial wrote with his.
Saepe soloecismus mentula nostra facit.
Another
fucking grammatical error?
Somebody
knew what he was doing
when he
put it in the first declension
with
all those feminine nouns.
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