Molestation of the ears
Travels through my receiver
In an effort to violate me.
It is an attempt to give me attention I neither need nor want.
Tales of self-copulation exit your mouth
With intentions of perversion and penetration.
To you, my age makes no difference.
In fact you prefer the company of jail bait,
Specifically those existing for a mere decade
With a few years to spare.
Above or below, you don't care.
Your heart fills with jealousy,
For you can not have me.
You shall not strip me of my dignity
Or the raw materials that leave it candid.
But I shall strip you of your anonymity,
Since I now have Caller ID.
Mr. Man, is your daughter around by any chance?
We are supposed to have a date tonight.

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