A Poem - Sleeper Hold

It was just a day at the fitness park
I was minding my own business working out
All the babes were kind enough to look me up and down
But not generous enough to shout
"Hey sexy, I'd like to be put in a sleeper hold by those arms!"
How sexist... or sexy.... I could never tell
So after you finished looking me up
I followed you home
You didn't see me, they never do
What a shock it was to find you living with an older man
I choked him out
You began to scream so I covered your mouth
I said "You looked me up and down like a piece of meat like you wanted to be put in a sleeper hold by my arms but then I find you with an older man"
"That's my father" you timidly reply "and I noticed you following me back..."
You bite your lip as you roll onto your side for a perfect sleeper hold position
It becomes a Thursday regular occurrence
Your father is involved
It's a little weird, but I like it
It was just a day at the fitness park and I saw you wanted my arms to put you in a sleeper hold