Something Else Which Happens Every Day
She tried. She went into her boss'Office, and told him how Jim felt
Her up in the hallway and made
Nasty comments and told other
People that they had had sex,
And she'd begged him for more.
Her boss did his best not to smirk,
But he did. He liked Jim, and besides,
He knew boys will be boys, and that
These young women, like her, were
Complainers. They should have
Had kids and stayed home.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2021-02-16 at 21:21
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