SEX - Catherine Maria Fanshawe Poems


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Amœbas at the start
  Were not complex;
They tore themselves apart
  And started Sex.

And Sex has ruled the earth
  From then till this,
Producing woe and mirth
  And pain and bliss.

Through Sex the seedling wakes
  To cleave the ground;
'Tis really Sex that makes
  The world go 'round.

It sublimates the mind
  With noble themes,
Or sends it unrefined,
  Suggestive dreams.

'Tis Sex that rules the lives
  Of clods and kings;
It gives us books and wives
  And other things --

Ambition, love, and strife
  And all the ills
And ecstasies of life --
  And Freuds and Brills.