Large Fierce Mammal

Gonads and Strife

By LFM

Much is said of sex and love,
And conduct when push comes to shove,
So differences between the two
May be confused by some of you.

First to know’s about the heart,
And get this straight right from the start,
Grown girl to woman, boy to man,
If you can’t love you, no one can.

You’ll come to know life isn’t fair
For neckbeard boys with pubic hair,
Who rail for things they’ll never get,
From safe in mother’s oubliette.

While strutting cocks of self-renown
Wag tongues unschooled in going down,
Some others dye their hair bright hues
And argue over sharing loos.

And now it’s not an act of birth
That brings a woman to the Earth.
But something else of seeming magic,
With smoke and mirrors strange and tragic.

But rampant cocks are easy finds,
And spread legs not the rarest kinds,
Both gifts of Nature worth their study
Ere waters change to clear from muddy.

And crystal pools are heady drink
For those inclined to overthink.
No matter though, they her or he,
Lug A will ever seek slot B.