Sex Poem by Mcanthony Nwatu
Sex
Sex sex sex
why won't you let me be
sex thought all the time.
Ah! Let my mind be.
Your urge sprangs up virtully
all the time i cease
thought ready to rest.
What is all these!
Yesterday in the party i rocked
though little but enough
for you to set my mind free
o heavens; the urge sex,
thou are incessant for
thou are indeed natural
but please stretch thouself
not beyond realm of self control.
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