You men, having come from the martial Mars,
And us women from the virgin Venus,
Have long been in unspoken silent wars,
Eons and there's little change in status.
For, feigning love that but be carnal sex,
Man has long sharpened his pyrrhic war axe,
Whilst to get loved the fair sex has paid tax,
Ah these pretenders! No one genius lacks!
Conjugal life centres round, what else, sex,
If we believe what an expert sayeth1,
Fains if there be freedom from sex or tax,
Cometh liberation only at death!
So then there's un-spelt avowal of truce,
Abundant surges still conjugal juice!
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1. Havelock Ellis, a well-known author on the subject of sex.
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Sonnets | 01.08.05 |
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