After life’s fitful fever one sleeps well
Unless, of course, there’s such a place as Hell.
Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind
Unless, of course, one’s sighted and not blind.
When shall we three meet again,
You two girls, no other men?
Think you I am no stronger than my sex?
Then think again, and you can ask my ex.
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more
If we should find her drunk upon the floor!
Was ever woman in this humour woo’d?
I do not think so, nor was she ever screwed.
Copyright © Lewis Turco (Wesli Court) 2012; All rights reserved.