The spirit of a seductive Madame was put on me as an impressionable little girl.
I was a virgin until eighteen when the first Slicc man would enter my world.
I was enticing men and women with a sway of my hips, hold the twirl.
It took twenty something more years for Major to tell me to let my love unfurl.
It wouldn’t surprise me if some of my former fellas are somewhere clutching their pearls.
The surface conversation and stiff ling lings no longer tug at my curls.
And SHOUT OUT To The Parents Of: The boy who was living in my house and lusting after those Pink Girls.
And SHOUT OUT to the Pink Girls, respectfully, who carry the mingled seed of the Children of Israel all across the world.
Don’t ever let the Word of Yahweh be grievous as you raise our peculiar little boys and girls.
