The unification of all things possible.

The unification of all things possible.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

When the running sperm bank
met the walk in institute of eggs
who would rob who first?
For they both needed
what the other could give.
In the compromise
they decided
to share each other,
the banks and institutes were unified,
and they called
their union Sex.
Sometimes, a rogue sperm
just wanted Sex and 
the institute of eggs
knew this but held
the trump card
for all things pleasurable.
Other times, a rogue egg
broke free from this union
ending broken on the pavement.
She was called Hump me dump me
a  close relative of Humpty Dumpty. 
A very sad case indeed.

© 2024 andrew mitchell


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Added on December 6, 2020
Last Updated on February 1, 2024

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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