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Stanford Rapist


He claims to commit crimes,

of only the teenage kind.

"It was just lust",

he wanted to feel up her bust.

 

How innocent, how mature,

he wanted to take his supposed date behind a dumpster.

We've all been drunk, we've all abused alcohol.

But luring a girl away from prying eyes is not proper protocol.

 

She had self-respect, and a sense of security,

You tried to take it all, even her purity.

Luckily her will is stronger than yours.

I hope no one visits you behind those metal doors,

Greeted only by those with a record like yours...

 

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