Week after week
they slept together
perhaps to seek
a common tether
the love of sharing
one’s own covers
a gentle caring
but not as lovers.
The warning came
some years ago
the public shame
took off some glow
he paid a sum
not as a bribe
and then plaid dumb
he would describe
the payoff as
some well-intentioned
(with pizzazz)
and never mentioned
public service
to help the boy
so young and nervous
buy one nice toy
perhaps a doll
that looked the part
but not at all
a work of art.
He had not learned
from past mistakes
was not concerned
about high stakes
trusted his riches
to bail him out
bad-mouth the bitches
who were about
to point the finger
at a freak
popman and singer
you do reek
of pedophilia
of molesting
just tell us will ya
at night when resting
have company
of innocence
pretend it be
the sleep of friends.
And tell me will
you now retire
you’ve had your fill
and to admire
a weirdo who
would grace a cage
monkeys like you
create a rage.
So go away
hide in your lair
while we will pray
so you won’t share
the same blue sky
with us again
your kind of guy
shames decent men.
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