Requiem For Privacy

Sing a dirge and toll the bell.
Old Privacy is dead and gone to hell.
He so long a faithful guard
Of the bath and obstetrical ward.
Now we can barge right in;
We shall not intrude.
Why indecent to see a person nude?
Now public embracing at home or fraternity parlors;
Never change position, be oblivious to callers.

Now little Sally Prim and Junior may know
Just where, when and why they started to grow.
Let them know how the tiny seed was planted.
Theirs to know; let every wish be granted.
When Sally and Junior are a bit older grown
And want to see Pop and Mom's anatomy
Let them be shown.

I do admit that some still have a fit
And believe that love-making in theater, movie or show
Has something to do with the status quo.
But I say,
Sing a song and toll the bell.
Old Privacy is dead and gone to hell.

FAYE NIXON SPEER.