Upon the sagging mattress
The weary husband lays down with
his wife
To feel the nasty shapes and awful lumps
To get no rest, to only get the grumps.
And yet upon this drooping bag of woe
They close their eyes and sometimes
have a go
At fantasising sweeter, better things:
A life with good support and inner springs.
by Michael Leunig
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