'I remember the first time...'
she reminisced.
'I saw my first vag**a! '
'Oh! ' I said
as politely as I could do.
'I was between 5 & 9
yes...I was 8! '
My best friend Anne
brought me to the loo
perched like
a little bird
&...spread her legs.
'Look! '
she cooed.
'Oh! '
I gasped
(I was evers so polite a girl
it was the most neutral comment I could make)
under the circumstances.
Maybe she expected
I show her mine
but even I hadn't given mind
a second look
so I upped
& left.
Trying to forget.
But I could never
forget it.
I laughed
as the story unfolds.
'Look! |'
you say now.
And I look
...smile.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem