Partners get boring; I get lost in a crowd;
Drunks end up snoring; Screamers are too loud;
Critters aren't legal; Teens tend to swell a bit;
I ache when spread-eagle; Think I'll stay celibate.
(With apologies to Dorothy Parker)
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