Professor Lothario
Protected by the ivied walls
He leered at coeds in the halls
And checked out all the students' breasts
While he was proctoring their tests.
Professor with a Ph.D.,
He lured young women easily,
Though if his status were unknown,
No one would choose by looks alone
His flabby frame and creviced face,
His balding head, his fake embrace.
He tricked young women dull and bright,
But gave no more than just one night,
Then learned how hard an icon falls
When jilted girls cut off his balls.
Protected by the ivied walls
He leered at coeds in the halls
And checked out all the students' breasts
While he was proctoring their tests.
Professor with a Ph.D.,
He lured young women easily,
Though if his status were unknown,
No one would choose by looks alone
His flabby frame and creviced face,
His balding head, his fake embrace.
He tricked young women dull and bright,
But gave no more than just one night,
Then learned how hard an icon falls
When jilted girls cut off his balls.
by Diane de Anda
in Volume 2 Issue 1
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