Brogue strip club hearing inspires poem by Chanceford Township man

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People gather to hear zoning board members speak about “The Office” strip club at Clearview Elementary School gymnasium on May 23 in Chanceford Township. (DAILY RECORD/SUNDAY NEWS – SONYA PACLOB)

This poem was sent to me by Robert Comer who resides in Red Lion, but lived in Chanceford Township for 20 years.

He also also runs the Citizens Against Strip Club Facebook page.

He was inspired to write it, he said, after hearing a young girl, Valdalia Marrs, speak during the May 23 hearing about a highly controversial proposed strip club in Chanceford Township.

The hearing continues next month.

“It’s not adult to me!”

Chanceford township held a hearing, in the little town of Brogue, PA.
It seemed a businessman had proposed, an adult cabaret.
But the business man never dreamed, as he made his case that night,
That the people of this little town would put up such a fight.

The hearing date had been announced for Thursday, May 23rd.
But the supervisors of the town, received more complaints than they’d ever heard.
Hundreds expected to attend. The township building was too small.
So Chanceford township’s Clearview school would accommodate them all.

The God fearing people for miles around, got together and said, “Let’s pray.”
At least ten churches made a date for that one special day.
They prayed, “Dear Lord, we call on you with much honor and much praise.
We pray Lord, you might speak to this business man and change his ways.”

“They want to call it “The Office” Lord, just to give it a respectable name.
They say they’ll black out the windows Lord, to try and hide their shame.
They say it will be a classy place, and will be much in vogue.
But Lord, we claim this community for you. Please Lord, don’t let it be in Brogue.

Then came the night and as expected, Clearview packed out in the gym.
The businessman was shocked to see, all the people that came in.
One by one those that asked to speak stepped to the microphone.
But the one that raised all eyebrows was thirteen, and stood about four foot one.

She gave her name and address, and spoke so tenderly.
Her voice filled with emotion. She said, “This is not adult to me.”
“I’ve been taught to respect my elders, and give reverence to my peers,
But sir, the things you want girls to do, is insulting in my ears.”

“May I ask if you have daughters, sir? And if so, would you answer then.
Would you allow your daughters to dance with no clothes, in front of men.”
“What are you teaching girls like me? I’m old enough to see!”
“It seems very humiliating sir. And it’s not adult to me.”

As she stepped back from the mic, the crowd gave out a cheer.
She swiftly went back to her seat, her mama’s eyes filled with tears.
The businessman just looked away. The people beaming with delight.
The supervisors looked at each other and said, “That’s enough for tonight.”

Oh, if man could only harness, the innocence of a child,
And keep each one, a conscience pure. So tender and so mild.
Then we might know what Jesus meant, when HE held the child on his knees.
“You may NOT enter in unless, you become as one of these.”

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