By Rumple Oxbridge (imaginary rhymer-in-residence)
Without a witty lover sex
is just a spasm, a reflex
too clinical and brief,
the climax prelude to a sleep
or flight . . .
This no wit in bed denies:
a deft tongue
is doubly prized.
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