Her name is Tawny
She’s one of the few really bad girls
Left in the world today
The sexual revolution came and went
Good girls are in again
Virgins are now
The thing
Girls who admit that they like sex
And like it without
The entanglements of relationships
Girls who like it often
And like it freaky
Girls who say give it to me
And give it to me
Hard and fast
I don’t care what your name is
Or where you went to high school
I just want to know
If you go down
On the first date
Girls like that are not cool
In this day of safe sex
And high morals
I understand this and I’m just as scared
As everyone else
About the things out there now
But I gotta tell you
Straight from the heart
I sure do envy
Girls like Tawny
There’s a lot of her in me
Every time I see the hot hunk at the mall
Or the babe who is ahead of me
In the checkout line
The Tawny in me
Is saying
Give it to me baby, and give it to me hard
The coward in me
However
Goes back to what is safe
And known
dammit
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Reviews of "Call Me Tawny"
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on March 15, 2003
Love it! Good write.
Reviewed by Oisín Breen (Reader)
Reviewed on March 15, 2003
ah yes i dig.
I for one don't understand this oh I'm saving myself crap. If you don't acknowledge our own instincts then who are you to do anything if you reject yourself.
Life is life.
Humans are humans
Sex is natural
Love is too.
Be yourself.
Thanks
Namaste
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on March 14, 2003
So I'm wrong huh?
Reviewed by the phantom pheonix (Reader)
Reviewed on March 14, 2003
phenomonallly true of some girls but hilarios with that last line very awesome on this poem nice job
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I for one don't understand this oh I'm saving myself crap. If you don't acknowledge our own instincts then who are you to do anything if you reject yourself.
Life is life.
Humans are humans
Sex is natural
Love is too.
Be yourself.
Thanks
Namaste