No sexual favors
in cells of his choice.
No showering scenes
with the young girls or boys.
No cursing or joking:
he don’t like the noise.
The celibate turnkey’s on duty.
Ain’t no use in showin’ your booty.
No cigarette drop offs
or dope runs tonight.
Keep contraband magazines
tucked out of sight.
His only obsession’s
with doing things right.
The celibate turnkey’s so straight,
his righteousness seems
more like hate.