Jewelry Box

Mother always told me to keep my treasure to myself

Those rubies, diamonds, and pearls
Cascading down my chest and between my thighs

A ripe cherry hidden away from man

A jewelry box only locked and not to be budged
Sealed shut until the king comes

Taught to be virtuous and true

My blunt attitude and uninterested tongue
Those animals in the basement still throw their stones

Never taking in the response of

No

The women are no better
They leer and try to take a peek

Not minding their own business
Taking notes on codes and lock picking

Dirty men with wives looking
Trying to get a show

Touching my jewelry box when I keep repeating

NO