Gratuitous Ornography I know how to spell ornography. I just don't want to see it. Too much ornography I might end up being in it. I'm neither a virgin nor a prude I know what I look like in the nude. I know what you look like nude. Doesn't mean I want to show it. That would be aw-full-y rude. Wrap it in a plain brown paper bag Mail it to yourself. Wear a greige trench-coat, Bring your bottle of screech, go to a Stag. I've changed more diapers than most. I've seen male pubic hair personal and up close I've seen vaginas from Montreal to Regina I've seen tits and ass, have plenty of my own. Don't need to borrow yours, I'm all grown. If you don't mind, I don't need to see any more. If that's the speed at which you travel, Leave me off your train - I'll take the Greyhound bus and ride on gravel. Even if it means ending up being all alone Here in the rain, I still think you are a royal pain. (c) 2011 - Gwen Beauregard -