Country Matters (1970s)

Past thirty and still a virgin? A nun  
For fifteen years was her explanation.  
My first reaction was to run and run.  
I should have made so clear my intention.  
She pre-empted me, turning up with a bag  
Of contraceptives. My defences fell.  
Male hubris had won. My well seasoned lag  
With manual and oral wove a spell.  
For country matters, naked on the bed  
Her legs were clenched together tightly.  
My plea for another posture was read  
As prelude to perversion unsightly.  
Of all the euphemistic verbal dregs  
For fuck, much the best is "open your legs."