Pick This To Leave Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

A product solicited and much too erotic,
With a marketing done to the very young.
In articles that blatantly state:
'Scope Upon Your Pleasures.
And Keep Fixed In Positions to Satiate.'

Promoting promiscuity.
And the irresponsibility,
Of random breeding.

What else could this be?
But a fostering of humanity,
Depleting in self defeat.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't need it.
Don't welcome it to feed it.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
New addictions may appease.
But pick this from your head to leave.

Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Or become addicted.
Make this leave.
Don't be submissive.
Make this leave.
Don't think of this as a benefit.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Or become addicted.
Make this leave.
Don't be submissive.
Make this leave.
Don't think of this as a benefit.

A product solicited and much too erotic,
With a marketing done to the very young.
Someone, something has to stop it.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.
Don't let this sit pick this to leave.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.

Nope. Nope...
Pick this to leave.
Nope. Nope. Nope.
Pick this to leave.
Nope. Nope...
Pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.