A family recipe hundreds years old
A father, a daughter and lots of love
You were finally fertile
Locked in the basement, defiled everyday
Yet always hungry for daddy's penis
We let the fetus grow for eight months
We want it juicy and chunky
Then we kick your stomach
It makes the baby's meat softer
Uncle Ralph performs the abortion
And daddy lets him have fun with you
You're such a good girl you didn't even cry
As a reward I roasted our baby with potatoes
"So yummy" you said, so I let you have it all
Eight months later we were gonna taste uncle's
And oh boy, did we find the secret sauce
The most delicious miscarriage we ever tasted
Soon everyone bred with each other's daughters
We couldn't get enough of that flavor
You were a junky for those fetuses
But yours were always your favorites
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