I am bitter and twisted
and still scream from the pain
of losing my virtue
through something quite strange.
I remember it clearly
as though one minute passed
but truth is a lifetime
got shoved up my arse.
I hobbled and squabbled
but what could I do?
each an every other one…
just filled my wazoo.
I thought through every moment
always wondered what's next ?
…but before I could ponder
someone feathered their nest.
So I am bitter and twisted
and still scream from the pain
but the truth is my virtue…
was always to blame!