As a man of years
It’s commonplace
Ain’t no such thing
As the pretty face
‘Tis a natural fact
…The process shows
Everybody gets ugly
Whilst in the throes
Ooohhs and aaahhs
And wails contain
Moans and groans
…In Jesus’ Name
Makeup…askew
Dignity stressed
Partners…doing….
Their whorish best
Wailing and flailing
Goodness knows
...Gettn’…yug-ugly
Whist in the throes
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Ingeborg, the ugliness is the beauty.of it all! Delectable irony! ! !