Devastated Bougainville

She was filled with Dainty feminine aura
Like the first spring ray reflecting from dew
Her world was simple
Filled with Jesus, Joy and Jam.
Fairies filled day day dream
Teddy accompanied her supper

On a single episode,
A dirty hand crept onto her soft bossom
Under the bedsheet
Soft bossom, as soft as the frangrance of Frangipani
But the room was filled with gust of ganja
And air with lust for flesh
He Ripped her clothes, sealed her mouth
The young uninvolved girl lay...