he walks over confident commanding
that i be his chaperone standing
in a little white room we beckon
to remove her gown we examine
soft young breasts we are questioning
cysts benign malignant malingering
a natural instinct the brain retrieves
of a past love's consummation eve
soft young breasts i am caressing
trysts align stagnant codepending
a laughable charge the brain receives
of a present society's assumption i tease
soft young female chaperone there is no questioning
as proper molestation prophylacting