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“Prove it”! he said with an indignant righteous scowl

“I say its nothing more than a choosen lifestyle.”

I paused a moment and pondered awhile

Then spoke my thoughts aloud

Come with me I said

I felt scandalous thoughts of where we might go run through his head

But I took him to the gymnasium instead

Where we agreed to undress and pretend to wash the hair on our heads

Whilst I stood near the one I thought was a very handsome cad

Amongst all those men-Fathers and Dads

I showed him an ability from birth that I had

Which they had not; for to prove it was not a lifestyle, and it quickly made him sad

That he had been so blind, intolerant and mad

When MY PRIVATE PART RAISED UP-STRAIGHT!

In a most improbable haste

In a most improbable place

Inspired by the most improbable face

And I won my case

It being easily seen

What it could mean

For a man to quickly rise up

Standing not amongst women, but amongst men to errupt

In sensual estacy

While others could not follow suit

Evidence that showed the truth

It was more than a choosen lifestyle

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