Of gen'ral creepiness,
Though, more often than not, facts are mangled,
So you assume the best,
And one can do what she wants in her bed,
Or anywhere private,
Life's too short to deny experience.
Or there's no point to actu'lly live it,
But there's this notion of 'consensual',
That one should never be,
Imposed upon with acts he does not want,
That we should all be free.
This ain't to say,
I'm making any claim,
There's also the freedom to litigate,
A priv'ledge when you have money and fame.