    "The Sense of Zooness"
    ...a song parody by Actaeon
    ...posted to ASB on 5/23/96

    (Sung to the tune of "The Sound of Silence" by Simon & Garfunkel.)

    Hello filly, my dear friend,
    Shall we make love once again?
    I hear you nicker when I hold you near;
    While I whisper fond words in your ear.
    Soon the sighs of our passions are ringing from the stable walls,
    When nature calls.
    We rejoice...in the sounds...of zooness.

    Hello stallion, on the hill,
    You always give me such a thrill.
    I kiss your sweaty flanks and soon you rise;
    I give my throat to you and close my eyes.
    I will swallow every mouthful as though I'd spent a year in drought;
    There is no doubt
    That I rejoice...in the tastes...of zooness.

    Hello Rover, mon amour,
    Let's take a long and joyous tour
    Of every nook and cranny of our forms;
    I'll love you with a fever oh so warm.
    And when we've finished, we will cuddle and embrace until the break of dawn,
    Then tie one on
    And rejoice...in the touch...of zooness.

    Hello Lassie, pretty one,
    Don't we have such wondrous fun?
    With my fingers I will brush your coat,
    While your tongue darts in and licks my throat.
    Soon we'll wind up nose to tail and spend the evening 69:
    You smell divine.
    We rejoice...in the scent...of zooness.

    Hello Nature, my true love;
    You send me visions from above.
    I've watched the fillies as they strut and wink,
    Gazed down at German Shepherds showing pink,
    And the sight of a stallion rising up to service mares in need
    Draws forth my seed.
    For I rejoice...in the sights...of zooness.

    So hello, fellow zoophiles:
    Exchange those nervous frowns for smiles.
    For you and I are of a noble breed;
    Our precious love is versatile, indeed.
    Don't be frightened by the feelings that you've locked away and tried to hide:
    View them with pride,
    And rejoice...in the sense...of zooness.

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