John Thorkild Ellison
Sex - Poem by John Thorkild Ellison
You've finally made me realise
Love's just a squirt between the thighs.
I thought it was so much more!
It's a way of earning some cash
Or getting yourself a nasty rash.
But I've seen through the big disguise,
Sweet girl with come-to-bed eyes,
And I've listened to the words of the whore:
'Quite frankly, darling, sex is a bore! '
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