Vaginal
Revenge
Under the
warm lights you outed your body
Twisting
to shine for Uncle Hugh’s parody
Would it
work and then you’d rock at Club 54?
They’d
all want to be in pictures with you on the dance floor
Resentment
was high to the Conservative sky
Flaunting
convention in place since the Biblical dimension
You were
the envy of those that wanted to pose
Celebrated
by the burning bra brigade in prose
A skin
revolution pulling society kicking and screaming
Into the
age where borders became invisible and teasing
In its
wake came hedonism that magnificent schism
Shattering
illusions about mothers and daughters not wanting
Where’re
you today, still as beautiful as that day?
Centerfold
honeys and you’re the generational bunnies
Proud and
dignified you still love “The Hef”
He’s gone
now but will never be forgotten regardless of death
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