You Must Not Chase The Boys Poem by Ramona Thompson

Won't someone tell me what is happening to him
He says he's just misunderstood
I say he must be crazy
Watching and drooling at the sight of those
So much younger then him
Now I'm caught between the devil he is and the angel I want him to be

He says I'll understand
All in good time
That age should be nothing but just a number in our minds
But I know I never will
Goin' crazy with all his pushin' and pullin' me
Trying to get me to move on over
Over to his twisted point of view

I don't want him to give in the craving in him
I don't want him to be someone
I can't stand to love anymore
The moral of the story is this
My warning to him
Honey, if you don't want me to leave you
If you don't want me to turn you in
You must not chase the boys

I started writing 'em down
In my diary
All your dirty little secrets
7 days a week of truth and fantasy
Get the feeling that I'm gonna have to make them public soon
Be prepared for the changes your prison term is gonna bring

Won't someone tell me what is happening to him
He says he's just misunderstood
I say he must be crazy
Watching and drooling at the sight of those so much younger then him
Starting to lose my mind
Freaking out and losing my cool
Now I'm caught betwween the devil he is and the angel I want him to be

He wants to go left when I tell him to go right
He tells me I'm a such a nag
No need to be callin' him a dirty fag he yells
Sobbing my eyes out
I just don't want him kissing all those little boys goodnight

He could try to cover up his crimes
With a thousand more lies
But that won't ever change who I know he really is inside
So freakish and craving
Craving all the wrong things
He knows my opinion
But he just does't care
Cos what I have to say isn't what he wants to hear


(Parody of the song by Play- I must Not Chase The Boys/2007 Ramona) Thompson