When Virgins Emerge

When Virgins Emerge Virgins dwell on celibacy when they emerge Even though the agenda might stray to setting dynamite To lighting candles, eating celery, and hanging everything in sight Displaying imaginary tiny toys and boys with strings and hooks Around their necks as ornaments Christmas trees come to mind Virgins begin to find their spirits under there Surprises give thier rise to blossoming All Incongruities abound and bounce Like Easter bunnies, they multiply rapidly in Spring Such women naturally adapt Are adept at math Virgins lie and wait If thoughts could think Puritanical thoughts would starve for food Suffocate from education No need for birth control Being pure of soul No need for debate Or hesitation concerning masturbation Convenience stores will do just fine When women explode into the universe To find their feminine side Unwind, have a smoke, a child or two Virgins don’t just converge, they merge with it