There was nothing at which she would baulk,
Given just a short string and a cork:
What was simply retrieved
Thus, she firmly believed,
A fool-proof way of thwarting the stork.
Tag: contraception
But sperm can swim
She could seem pretty smart, when it suited;
She never, she said, ever rooted,
Except in the sea,
Where the semen would be
If not washed clean away, then diluted.
These things happen
The kiss turned out to be the preamble,
That led to a wild, naked scramble,
The cries, gasps, the flood
Of his semen, her blood;
Contraception? A bit of a gamble!
A new ballgame
Modern girls can control their fertility,
Handy, to have that ability!
Now women screw
‘Cause it’s pleasant to do,
And they work on technique and agility.