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Click hereAnd why is this glorious act called sin
When God has designed us thus
As a soft centered woman and a hard spiked man
Awash in perpetual lust?
The act itself is so simple
For man to be staking his claim
Sinking his probe in sweet nectar
Spewing his seed with no shame
Nothing was said to begin with
Of how many flowers to beslime
Of how many women to love
And how many different times
Yet some human being has decided
In the midst of the raging fires
That an act not sanctioned by the Church
Is a sin so incredibly dire
And even the act of self pleasure
Is disdained as enduringly crass
But that doesn’t stop the escaping seed
In the shower, the bed or the grass
So join me my fellow human beings
And tell all those tyrants good luck
When they tell you that you are awash in sin
To get a proverbial fuck