On Vaginal Exams During Labour

[ailbhe]

I have to examine you
But I will let you have
A sheet to drape over your knees,
A gooey latex glove

I have to examine you
There's no room for your mate
This stranger is a chaperone
Your husband can just wait

I have to examine you
It's not causing you pain
I think you're just too uptight
I'll start over again

I have to examine you
Come on, take off your pants
Get down there on the table
This student wants a chance

I have to examine you
You shouldn't want a choice
It's all for your own good, you know
It's good you've lost your voice

Comments

and about the poem

[rmc28]

Thank you ... it's an amazing poem.

Sorry if I got a bit carried away with kicking anonymous-bitch-cow above.