Her protests were nugatory
Dismissed as a feminine wile
She was a pretty plaything.
The disapproval on her face
Meant nothing, and her tears
Added to her womanly charm.
She could be had at will
A woman, he liked to believe
Says no, when she means yes.
It was indeed convenient
It made him feel virile
To take and use, and own.
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I bow to you.
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