Killing Joke

Sex is a joke
In heavan and abroad
The multitude of faces made
In the throes of passion
Are exquisite fodder for any two-bit comic

I often think my lovers expressions
Are almost the same as those made when in pain

When I notice, that is

For some of the lovers
The only reasonable way to pass the time
Would be to do my shopping list
And thus amuse myself until they are done
Because too often I find myself
Trying to disguise a fit of the giggles
The inherit problem being to remind myself
Of the one steadfast rule of passionate intercourse

It's ok to laugh during sex
But not to point at the same time

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