Twenty Is Plenty Poem by gershon hepner

Twenty Is Plenty



When the number of the women Stewart Mott
had slept with in eight months was reckoned to be forty,
he said that though it was quite true he’d screwed a lot,
he didn’t think that he had found so many naughty
women in that time. Admitting he’d had plenty,
he claimed his bedtime calculations made the total
just half of what was claimed, declaring only twenty
were screened for screwing scrutiny made scrotal.
Stewart R. Mott, a philanthropist whose gifts to progressive and sometimes offbeat causes were often upstaged by his eccentricities, like cultivating a farm with 460 plant species (including 17 types of radishes) , a chicken coop and a compost pile, atop his Manhattan penthouse, died Thursday night. He was 70 and had homes in North Salem, N.Y. and Bermuda. His death was confirmed Friday morning by Conrad Martin, executive director of the Stewart R. Mott Charitable Trust. He said Mr. Mott had been ill with cancer for some time and died in the emergency room of Northern Westchester Hospital in Mount Kisco, N.Y. Mr. Mott’s philanthropy included birth control, abortion reform, sex research, arms control, feminism, civil liberties, governmental reform, gay rights and research on extrasensory perception…. For years, Mr. Mott was a highly publicized eligible bachelor. When The Washington Post reported that he had slept with 40 women over an eight-month period, he issued a correction, saying the number was actually 20.


6/13/08

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