Sex 3

Nothing withstanding
It’s one single rush
But angles are demanding
More than one push

Hear them outside
They’re on their way
Nowhere to hide
One is here to stay

Ready the spot
Receive the guests
Ready or not
One’s power rests

They’re not all here
Just a few of many
They’re the ones without fear
One is better than any

It’s fertile land
Time to excavate
More time and
Something will cultivate

Dig and dig harder
Break that thing in two
Finally, there’s a border
United we get through

The plough up there
Finished reaching down below
One made of a smart pair
Prepares to say
Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go
Go!

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