Good Ol' Relations

How are we so spontaneous about having relations

When we adamantly refuse to share bathrooms with strangers

How are we so nonchalant about relations

When we vehemently won’t borrow toothbrushes from our neighbours

How can we …

When the thought of wearing underwear from another woman is repulsive

We’re grossed out about sharing combs, cutlery and nail files

We think twice about tables and trays we choose at restaurants

We are cautious around people who sneeze and cough

Yet we casually jump into the beds of people we generally don’t know that much about

All you can say for sure is that they are happy to be in that bed with you

He’s probably ready to jump into bed with just about any woman who will afford him such an opportunity

I certainly cannot stand the sight of someone else's urine

I cringe at the smell of blood

Wounds and scars, drips and shots

He should be so lucky as to exchange bodily fluids with me

Swopping acerbic particles traded in relations gone past

Troubling thoughts of germs and infirmity should be enough for us to stop this rampant immorality

Seeing as biblical command is not enough to rid our consciences of such licentious

habit

We throw all logic, reason and morality away

All for another taste of good ol' relations

~ Our generation has become rather complacent about sexual immorality