George Virden Watsky
V For Virgin - Poem by George Virden Watsky
Hey before we get started could I just get a show of hands. Please raise your hand if you have ever been a virgin. Really?
Well, This is for every kid who could have counted their high school hookups on two hands tied behind their back. I am talking big fat V on my letterman's jacket.
This is the anthem for those among us who got none in our formative years
And this poem is for every high school Virgin who wouldn't have had it any other way
It's time to reclaim the high school virgin as sexy
I am talking damn that's some sexy peach fuzz sexy
Picked last for kickball sexy
He's so sexy his homework, the laundry and the dishes do themselves around him sexy
But mostly this is regular kid sexy
This is for every kid who couldn't get it, didn't want to get it, or had it and gave it back
And for everyone here who has ever been a virgin
And for everyone here who's ever loved themself for who they are
Keep your arm towards the sky
And know that for at least one dorky white boy that is the sexiest arm he's seen in his entire sexy life
You don't know the possibilities of a weekend until you've cracked a six pack of Juice Squeeze with your boys, bumped B.I.G's Big Poppa and watched an entire Star Trek: The next generation marathon
For me, Virgin was working
And I can see why Trekkies greet each other by throwing up the letter V
Live long and prosper
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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