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Executive Privilege
Am I really the one you wish to touch and frisk?
As if to do it,
Will rejuvenate a youthfulness missed.
'Silence!
I am a professional.'
You may become addicted,
To then put your search at a serious risk.
And I will be the first you arrest,
For soliciting frisking!
And stalking 'you' just to do this.
'Silence!
I am a professional.'
Am I really the one you wish to touch and frisk?
As if to do it,
Will rejuvenate a youthfulness missed.
If I were you,
I'd be careful how you do it.
Since I am innocent of implications.
And that I can prove.
But a frisking done might satisfy...
My need to have more of your hands applied.
Since you are the first to thoroughly search.
'This is serious business.
Stop giggling.'
I can't.
Not with your hands where they are in my pants!
'I am seeking something you may have concealed.
I told you I was professional.
And 'that' is real.
Ooo...oh!
Isn't it apparent,
The only weapon I have has been revealed!
'You are a pervert! '
And you seem to enjoy my perversity!
With a fondling done that has ended on your knees.
'You have been cleared!
I can't find anything suspicious here! '
You are the liar!
You female cops like to set pants on fire!
As if to do this is an executive privilege.
'You are free to go.'
Where?
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by
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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