Last Tuesday afternoon
when you stood outside the Catholic school
waiting for the young girls short skirts to catch a breeze
and blow you....into Friday's confessional...
Did you see the camera watching you....
as you unzipped your pants and said 'Cheese'?
Yeh... and then at confessional Father was saying, young man, let me take you in hand.... laughing at this wee one (should iIrephrase that?) :) t x
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Foreskin's lament all over! Voyeurs watching voyeurs. Keep up the insights Ted. Rgds, Ivan