Two women, one breasted, the other one flat
    The fatted cow, the golden calf,
    the fette sau, your golden laugh,
    your fleshy limbs and lovely breath
    you smell like milk but only moreso
    makes me think of Gregory Corso:
    Should I get married? Should I be good?
    Astound the girl next door with my velvet suit and faustus hood?

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