Mary And Her Fifth Boyfriend 1966

My latest boyfriend 

thinks I'm a virgin, 

said Mary,  if he knew 

the truth I dare say 

he'd dump me and 

become a monk, 

shutting out other girls, 

and condemning me 

to the darkest regions 

of his concept of hell. 

No sex, he said, untill 

we're married. Mind you, 

Mary said, I found his 

sister more desirable,

she had a cute behind, 

and spoke with a breathy 

voice, and looked at me 

with those big brown eyes 

which I wanted to sink 

into. But I stayed with him, 

kept him in the dark, desired 

him like boils on my bum, 

and one could only be 

deemed handsome by 

someone quite blind.