Just Say No

What does it take To decide to run For vice president Of middle school? Do you have to think You're not good enough Or maybe think the guy Who's running for president Is cool? Or cute Painfully so Looking at the back of his neck In Spanish class At his mole Memorizing it Wanting to touch it That smooth, brown skin Hearing rumours About him Girls giving him blow jobs In bathrooms at parties And not being able to get that image That thought Out of your head Endless replay Night and day When I was vice president There was a drug bust At the local high school Parents were all up in arms And the newspapers too And girls are on their knees In bathrooms Fumbling with his Zipper Pulling back his white Tight underwear The parents started setting their sights On the younger kids Trying to catch them Before they went to hell If all this shit Was going on in high school It must be starting Somewhere else The president's penis All hard and ready And waiting The Parent Teacher Association Was going to have an emergency meeting To set a strategy To just say no I wanted to go I'm looking up at him From below Looking at his Lustful, dark, dreamy, brown eyes Looking down at me Begging me to start I started a petition Which was a bit of a repetition The last one I'd started Was something about Being anti-crime Making a pledge to intervene Or something Who knows? He's waiting for me To lick it Stop it, stop it, stop it I have a girlfriend Stop it! The anti-crime petition Got lots of signatures It was a minor success More successful, I thought Than when I took lung samples Around to science classes Eaten up by tobacco smoke Blackened by tar Prone to cancer And emphysema Does he even notice me? What if he noticed me? What if somehow I ended up In the bathroom at a party with him? Then I started smoking clove cigarettes Not kidding myself They were anything other Than flavoured tobacco What if he locked the door And locked eyes with me And Shit, shit, shit, stop it But the flavour Of the clove cigarettes was tasty And when you laid down And huffed them in And then sprang up again You got mighty light headed It was fun to do with friends You didn't have to say anything Just smoke and laugh And repeat and repeat and repeat Precum, precum Shit, shit Girl's breasts Girl's breasts Vaginas And precum Precum There were reporters at the PTA meeting Where I presented my petition Saying that the signatories Almost every student in the student body Hadn't and knew no one who had Bought, sold or used drugs at school How can I get alone with him? Why don't we have More student council meetings? Why didn't he come to the PTA meeting? I'm just the vice president He's probably got a soccer game or something His legs Polyester, shiny shorts Fuck! I was careful with the wording So I could sign the petition With a clear conscience But then it was pointed out to me I'd made a spelling error God damn it! I'd already made all the copies And people were already signing them Fuck, fuck, fuck Licking his neck His mole Touching his Always perfectly-shaped black hair Girl's hair and body and tummy His precum is so runny A reporter took my photo At the PTA meeting Holding the pages of student signatures And my misspelled word But when the papers came out They ended up printing An angry photo of the superintendent instead I cut the article out anyway And put it in my scrapbook Carefully highlighting My printed name in red I wish I was dead Precum Lots of precum I wish I was dead Precum Dead Precum Dead