My Youth Poem by David Aoloch Bion

I am happy that in my youth
I kept my culture strictly
I remained virgin until my father gave me
Out to him before my family and friends
Who made rapturous applause as I took his Venus hand
And the mutual galaxies of entourage sang
Euphonious epithalamium while my bridegroom
And I gracefully waltzed on red carpet down narrow
Dark way until we disappeared from the sight
Virginity doesn’t deprive you of lifetime orgasm
I am happiest in my marriage- happiest
Than fornicator who indulged in premature sex.

I am happy that in my youth
I was neither a male nor a female
If I were a male or a female
I would have kissed someone
Or someone would have kissed me
But I waited until I cut the wedding cake
In the garden of tulips
I am luckiest, I have beautiful children
Some friend died prematurely without children
Due to premature kissing that infested you
With incurable diseases