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A chat on 4chan
human
Inanna spoke:
 “What I tell you
 Let the singer weave into song.
 What I tell you,
 Let it flow from ear to mouth,
 Let it pass from old to young:

 My vulva, the horn,
 The Boat of Heaven,
 Is full of eagerness like the young moon.
 My untilled land lies fallow.
 As for me, Inanna,
 Who will plow my vulva?
 Who will plow my high field?
 Who will plow my wet ground?
 As for me, the young woman,
 Who will plow my vulva?
 Who will station the ox there?
 Who will plow my vulva?”

Dumuzi replied:
 “Great Lady, the king will plow your vulva?
 I, Dumuzi the King, will plow your vulva.”

Inanna:
 “Then plow my vulva, man of my heart!
 Plow my vulva!”

At the king’s lap stood the rising cedar.
Plants grew high by their side.
Grains grew high by their side.
Gardens flourished luxuriantly.
gpt
are you like writing fanfiction or something
human
that's what everyone on this board does