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the pervert

Contributed by Jan_Oskar_Hansen on Wednesday, 16th October 2002 @ 06:45:00 AM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

The Pervert

An old memory came floating up like foam
on a stagnant pool. Sunday school where
the grown ups sent us so they could stay in
bed and do adult things that brought blush to
cheeks downcast eyes and, as I got to know
later, the strange smell of physical love. Our
religious teacher was a funny man liked to
stroke boys’ heads but left the girls alone,
asked me to stay after the others had left told
me to sit on the piano stool where he soundly
masturbated me, his face red and in his eyes
a glean of madness. Gave me chocolate and
I promised not to tell anyone, but told mum,
whom next Sunday came with me, carrying
an axe handle in her in strong factory hands.
Beat the teacher till he screamed for mercy
and had to be rescued by the police. Took
the first train out of town left his belongings
behind, which were later auctioned off.
Mother bought his books she was fond of reading.

Copyright Â© Jan_Oskar_Hansen ... [ 2002-10-16 06:45:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: the pervert (User Rating: 1 )
by orgygirl on Wednesday, 16th October 2002 @ 08:36:20 AM AEST
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This is a very powerful poem. I must say I like how it was written and the ending was unexpected, but I hope this is all fiction.

take care

Rebecca

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