Breeder-A 5-minute poem @mariannewest 's #freewrite contest

Breeder

A breeder, that's what she is.
She is always trying to have more!
Never ever stopping,
Never ever sperm dropping.
Never using protection,
Always wanting to carry.
Never wanting to live alone,
always wanting to be more than married.
I can't imagine doing what she does,
The pain alone at my age just sucks!
But I do want more despite the wear!
I love my kids. I love their hair.
Their noses.
And eyes, and kissy wissy cheeks...
Their lips and eyelashes and sweet stinky feets.
I love to trace up and down their arms,
I love to blow raspberries on their bellies and palms.
I love children especially mine.
Were it not so hard or painful,
I'd be a baby's mum until I died.
Oh where oh where can I find a man who
wants to have children as much as I do?
Alas my own only wants no more,
Three is enough he couldn't stand four.
Oh but I would love to be a mother to all.
If I had the money,
I'd be everyone's mummy..
But alas I'm poor and of money, I need more.
Yes I lack wealth in my wallet it's true, but to love me is an investment that is a great wealth for you.
In return for your love, I'll love you more
Theirs nothing you could do to detain me much more!
by @anonymummy
This five-minute poem was created using tmdwa
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Thannkyou @ mariannewest for this post incentive.