Pervy Men Are Everywhere!

By Zumarrad

This poem was inspired by the many bizarre telephone calls and e-mails that belly dancers around the world have received from men whose intentions seemed to be suspiciously dishonorable:

Belly dancers like to shake
Shake that shaker, belly dancer!
Shake that shaker, but beware:
pervy men are everywhere.

Pervy men are in the dark
Pervy men are in the park
Pervy men are on the phone
Pervy men are in your home!

Belly dancers beat the perves
Stun them with their shaking curves!
Hit them with their shiny canes
Drill their zills into their brains!

Pervy men say "no, please stop!
I do not like this clip-clip-clop
I do not like this ding a ding ding
Please make those brasses cease to sing!"

The dancers laugh, the perverts cry
The belly dancers dance samai,
beledi, saidi too
the dancers know just what to do.
Belly dancers do not care
that pervy men are everywhere!

About the Poet

Zumarrad is a belly dancer and journalist in New Zealand.