Zywa
Honourless
The pale one is watching me
with her big sad eyes
Ashamed I look at the manure
in which I live with Nena
Never should she, like me
be orphaned, daddy why
did you co-operate, why
didn't withdraw me from that honour
to make money in the temple
of the mother of us all
where men come
and pay for the fertility
of their cattle, oh heifer
I don't want anymore, but you
must be on heat again
otherwise you are more useless
than I, cast, thanks
for services rendered
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