I had a queer slowly squeaking
opened his stall door in a bar bathroom.
I ignored it, let it go.
Then a little later on, his buddie
accidentally or other wise brushed
my thigh from the next bar stool.
I told him touch me again I will knock him out of his fucking chair.
The bartender was shocked by my comment.
After telling all that had happened,
she was quiet;
and the two queers decided
it was best to leave right away.