I saw Cammie tonight at Carl's
She wanted rescue from an abusive
Man, real or imaginary, I don't know.
She leaned in and rubbed her breast against me
So I would know what the reward for rescue would be.
Oh, Cammie. You're so cute, but
I can not be one of the endless strings of heartless
Men that take advantage of your willingness.
You break my heart. You break my heart.
I think you won't be rescued this month.
I told you that you deserve respect.
I gave you a hug without groping you.
I don't know what else to do.
I wish I was a program of rescue but
I don't know if it's what you believe
You deserve respect, love, to guard the
Integrity of your body. Oh, I can't keep
Thinking about you, my heart is in tatters.
Good luck little Cammie, Good luck,
There's real help out there if you believe just a little.
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