Defecating On What's Left Of Our Child

Part of it was blood, part of it was carrots.

Pull another part of me from anuses of ferrets. questions of morality as if they Werent apparent.

Flush away the parts eating flesh outweighed the parents.

I cant, i cant just,

I cant just breed.

Defecating on whats left of our child.

Whats left of our child?

Part of it was copper part of it was twine.

Pick apart the purpose of experimental times.

Escalator churning up the pre-intestinal chyme.

Far away the fluids, follicles defined.

I find the answer

To the moral question

In a simple statement.

I can't just breed.