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Be Cordial

She smiles at me
As she gets out of her car
And I admit, my groin feels tingly
But a physical union, away so far.

But alas! She talks with her friends -
She says she feels for me
Wanting my celibacy to end
And, her friends do all agree
They will have an orgy with me.

....

She makes an effort to say 'Hi!'
Where last night, I was thinking of suicide.
Then she says, I should come for supper some time
I'll love it!
I can eat with you and put your hand in mine.

She is cordial to me
But alas! A wild sex fiend is underneath -
That's how she rakes men in I'm told
And she makes you feel comfortable
So as not to scare you off by being bold.

Or so I'm told.

Especially if you're shy
She doesn't want you to be
The Lonely Guy.
And not the movie
from 1984
With Stevie Martin.

She will feed you supper too
And sense your self-consciousness
And promise not to say 'Eww!'
That's how it works.

Or so I'm told.

She will greet you, in all her lusciousness
Bring you into the sexual community
Into the lustful fold.

She will also say, 'Don't worry,
we all have our demons and faults,
I just want you to forget and enjoy the ecstasy,
the way you were born, it's not your fault!'

Or so I'm told.

Especially if you're virginal
She wants to pop your cherry
The 40-Year-Old Virgin.
And not the movie
From two thousand and something'
With Stevie Carell.

Her friends also see
The ingrained deficiency
The huge deformity
And grotesque monstrosity
That is my involuntary celibacy
And forty year old virginity.

They want to make a difference
In the ant experiment
They know I'm cold as ice
And my celibacy would be the sacrament
They are also social justice warriors
And, they try to concede to me
It's not about the flesh, so much as inner beauty
And, the beautiful interior
And they want to take my virginity
Participate in their next orgy.

Or so I'm told.

Especially if you sleep a lot
She wants you to ejaculate without
Nocturnal emission, if that's all you got.
Like Screech imagining Lisa on Saved By the Bell.
But, not the show
This is real life, then I myself hear a bell.

Or so I'm told.

Alas! It's my alarm going off!
Then I wake up....

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Only in dreams. Love-shy and Incel piece with erotic undertones....

(6:05)

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