Pride on the west side
first time for everything
and we’ll be there
“Free Hugs from Moms”
and Dads
and Kids
We all need hugs
Forever Free
no strings attached
Strings are for marionettes
Dead
Without a Master to pull them
I’ve got no strings
To hold me down
To make me fret
Or make me frown
I had strings
But now I’m free
There are no strings on me
Who’s the Master Now?
We can save BDSM
and THOSE strings
for later…
defying atrophy 
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