An excerpt from The Beasts' Confession by Johnathan Swift
The goat advanc'd with decent pace;
And first excus'd his youthful face;
Forgiveness begg'd that he appear'd
('Twas nature's fault) without a beard.
'Tis true, he was not much inclin'd
To fondness for the female kind;
Not, as his enemies object,
From chance, or natural defect;
Not by his frigid constitution,
But through a pious resolution;
For he had made a holy vow
Of chastity as monks do now;
Which he resolv'd to keep for ever hence,
As strictly too, as doth his Reverence.
2 comments:
Poor Peaches! Although if she wouldn't hang out with her asexual besties all the time, perhaps Little Buck could get up the nerve to ask her out for a coffee date or something. Poor guy needs some encouragement.
-Tamara
Maybe Peaches and Little Buck need to be sequestered in a honeymoon suit! I rubbed some salve on cuts on the inside of Little Buck's ears. At first I couldn't figure out what was going on, but then I realized they were teeth marks! Peaches grabs him by the ears and yanks him around when she wants him out of her way. Not very romantic!
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