The Streaker (A Parody) Poem by Terri Turrell

I streaked butt naked through the crowd
That stood around the college halls,
I wore a smile and felt so proud,
A dare, to show them I had balls;
The teachers yelled, the students teased,
My spirits high, I was quite pleased.

Oblivious to the icy breeze
That turned my flesh all chickin skind,
If I had real balls they would freeze
Oh how I wished for warmer wind:
Behind me someone hollered 'stop'
I'm spotted by a campus cop.

The crowds of students stopped, to stare
Amazed as smiling I jogged past;
Boobies bouncing in the air,
My bravery was fading fast!
A left- two steps - and then a right
At last a wall I'm out of sight:

I smile, each time I think of me
And see me naked streaking still,
I was young and fancy free,
And I had balls, and allways will,
The day I streaked through college, life
And I, the head-masters bored wife.

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