Ballad Of Homo-Sexuality

Poem By shimon weinroth

I walked into the john for gents
and found long haired backs
peeing at urinals using their dicks

I walked into the post office
and stared at the backs
and looked back again

twice is enough - to satisfy curiosity
thrice too much

Post Modern punk and junk too
what a mess the selective process
stinks - mixed up priorities
sex and minorities
not so bad being effeminate

now all the corners are ironed out
still dad shudders and mom mutters

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