Lesbians...:) (edited)

little plumb girl stuck up in a tree
the heavy showers must make you weep
the flowers that have ripened you
can only love what they have used

"oh lesbian, you don't fit in
you'll burn in hell for your sins
to be in love, to love and be
your inner secrets i can see"

the branches will beat you down
and it can't wait to see you drown
but deep inside, my heavy cries
descending hail for all the kin

she's sent to preach to burn in hell
but the mystery is there to tell
what faith could you breed from this?
she lacks the moral genetics

rain will you leave from this day?
the gardens love diversity
the mist of mystery that she kissed
is heaven's form of happiness

the pockets hide her rosy cheeks
inhale the death before it sneaks
but she knows their lies far to well
her memory left to dwell


Disclaimer: Although the poem might seem like it is bashing homosexuality, it is actually doing quite the opposite. I support the rights to have any form of sexuality you want (aside necrophilia, pedophilia...). Thank you for your time.