It's not unusual.

Rhyming quatrains iambic tetrameter

 

It’s not unusual.

 

She smiles at him seductively

And he reacts instinctively.

Mother Nature still employs.

Her oldest most successful ploys.

 

Ensuring that the race survives

By any means that she contrives.

Hormones raging in their veins.

Make certain that she wins again.

 

Though neither of them understand

They still obey nature’s commands.

Because they have been programmed to

And there is nothing they can do.

 

But carry out Dame Natures plan.

It has been so since time began.

Her winsome smile invites him to

Do what he’s supposed to do.

 

Mother Nature makes the rules.

Hormones are her favourite tools

A tried and tested formula

Which hasn’t let her down so far.

 

Wednesday, 01 February 2012

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