hey there, vigin, what’s poppin’?
not you- I know not you
and
there’s nothing wrong  with you
if you don’t do the nasty “do”
not even a little bit
don’t worry about it
you see
you get to walk around disease free
no need
to ripe or bleed
shadows creep around you
like a swamp of honey bees
trying to figure out what it be
like-is she
“les”
is she  “by-I”
they can’t understand why 
won’t you let them in
for a touch,
 a taste, a tease even
girl, somebody’s gotta win

virgina, vigin, virgin-  girl, you’ve committed no sin