Hypocrite
She sounded intelligent
Smart in looks and talk
Pleasant to converse with
Fast like modern generation
Had certainly no inhibition
In proposing for a date
I was just flabbergasted
With the direct invitation
I pretended to and said
I was an older generation
She tried sensing my motive
And said to me, always!
When alone with a woman
There are no barriers
For men of my generation
She accused me of
Being hypocrite generation
Who always pretends
Being the good ones
But are always willing to
Outrage modesty of women
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