A Girl in a Skirt

We were walking down Namees street;
There was a girl coming toward us from the direction of the corniche.
It was windy, so a gust of wind blew her skirt up in the air
Exposing her legs to everyone on the street.

The amount of comments,
(Including comments from the friends I was walking with),
names, and curse words that were said, was enormous.

Of course, the girl’s day was ruined.
By the time she got home,
She had been so close to being groped.

People think I’m weird,
Because when I see a girl, even if she’s in tight clothing,
And my first reaction is to look at her,
I try not to look after that.

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