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Ted was a proper torturer
he'd gag me after tea
he'd ram a flannel down my gob
then dangle me on his knee

A virgin when I married
my mums and dad were Mormons
home-schoolers don't do sex Ed. much
though they did go on about hormones

I thought Ted's ways were normal
it was all new ground to me
my terrified eyes would turn him on
so I didn't have the heart to flee

I got used to the violent jerking
I got used to a gob full of flannel
but I wished I'd prayed and made a fuss
when he hid me behind his panel.


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Date: 2/15/2019 6:51:00 PM
G'day S. O. Fasrus … Cripes! If your poem is fact, although I have heard this bullying does happen, it's a darn disgrace. I suppose we only know what we learn if we're isolated - thank you S. O. - Lindsay
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Date: 2/15/2019 7:07:00 PM
It is not my fact. But there are enough news stories of sadists around to know that this is a conceivable experience for some. The 'I' in the poem is of the Dramatic Personae kind.