. To take a walk each day is good of course, But not in June, beware, for this I know: The youngsters march in rallies loud and hoarse, You might be asked to join their pretty show. If you refuse there is no easy way To prove your faith in humanism’s creed. One cannot wear a normal shirt that day, Though ripped and tiny shorts will do indeed. With vacillation once you take their side, If you are male, a boy might pounce on you, And pucker tofu-smelling lips with pride In hopes to make you swoon amidst their crew. False martyrs who will threaten with a hex, They risk their lives for sacred public sex. . . Sarban Bhattacharya is a 22-year-old poet and classicist currently pursuing a master’s degree in English literature.