What was to be Done? - Things I've Chosen to do to Ward Off Idiots.

I.

I was on my way to school

One fine chilly morn,

Looking for a blasted auto

In my uniform.

Suddenly, I felt a pinch

From an Unseen-Obscene One

In places I shan't mention here,

But oh! What was to be done?

I chucked my bag and looked for him,

(My blood was boiling madly)

The owner of the hand that had

Thus violated me.

I socked and punched him, One and Two,

And kicked him in the shin.

I hope that boy will now think twice,

'Fore dooin' it aggin.

II.

One afternoon on Hosur road -

My friends and I were looking

Forward to some coffee and some

Movie-ticket-booking.

Suddenly, I felt a pinch

From an Unseen-Obscene One

In places I shan't mention here,

But oh! What was to be done?

Still shocked from it, I cut short

My friend's conversation,

And turned to find the pervert walking

In the other direction.

I held him by the shoulders and I

Kneed him in the crotch.

His squeals and grimaces were

Certainly a sight to watch.

III.

Was on my way home from work

One chilly July evening.

Was sitting on a bus that through

Traffic was madly weaving.

Suddenly, I felt a pinch

From an Unseen-Obsecene One

In places I shan't mention here,

But oh! What was to be done?

The pervert in question stood beside

Me, and then pretended

That his pressing and touching and leching

Was purely unintended.

At the next turn, my elbow caught him

In... You guessed right!

I smiled fake-apologetically,

But he knew I'd won that fight.

Hah.