Down With PDA

Let’s make a deal We’ll end PDA You and I together Don’t you think it’s gay? Stupid whores It’s all their fault All they do is get in the way If they were slugs we’d get out salt We can’t kill off sluts But maybe a rule Or I could just be dreaming But that would be cool You have to admit, it’s got good points We don’t see people makin out behind a trashcan But aren’t they going to far? Hugging and holding hands isn’t to ban School isn’t terrible It’s a way of seeing you But that’s not fair I’m teased by what we cannot do Pushing you away Telling you no Holding it back We should be able to let it all go We aren’t going to shed our clothes We’re asking for a simple hug Maybe also a small peck God, PDA is a bug! I love you Therefore I need you Public Display of Affection Yes, I want the public to know! Let’s call and complain To the board of directors Let’s take the school to court And barely make it through all the many sectors What’s so wrong with a hug? Or the touching of the face? Sure, a kiss would be nice too But just enough would be a simple embrace T’was a good day when it was allowed Everyone showing their emotion Now everyone is wrapped up in themselves Make-up, fingernails, hairspray, and lotion PDA Needless to say Is very gay I’m not trying to play Even in May Shouldn’t we have a say? At the end of the day It needs to go away No need for it to stay Even, some money we’d pay Take a trip to the bay Or eat some hay We’ll even send it a bouquet Okay? Yay! Written December 31st, 2001 © on Dec 31 2001 06:12 AM PST    18 • 0 • 14