5th June 1014

Sonnet 153

Cupid - lay down the brand and get to sleep;

Since sterile smooth technology's been found,

Since the cost of actual sex got too steep,

Your lovekindling fire's been forced underground:

Leaving us free to air clean, clear eyed love

And no more messy date nights to endure.

Young blades in hairnets at Sainsbury's* prove

Testosterone's killed by the kindness cure:

He said "I'm your server!" - love's brand new fired;

Fit guy - for trial needs, you can touch the breast

Here's a BOGOF** panting to be desired:

I'll get the room, you'll be my one night guest.

Rhyming STI's with little white lies

Can't stop him filling this housewife's bored eye.

*Supermarket where Laydee Shakespeare writes a lot in the café instead of getting her shopping done.

**Buy One Get One Free - supermarket ploy.