It’s not easy to be a sperm,
That much I truly can confirm,
Sitting here inside his plumbing,
Never knowing what is coming,
My only goal to try and give,
A biological imperative,
To an egg that’s inside of she,
An ovum that is meant for me,
Waiting here with all my brothers,
Have to race a million others,
To beat the pack and win the prize,
A fine ripe egg to fertilize,
All the while knowing that my winning,
Is really just a small beginning,
The ignition to get things going,
So a baby can start growing,
That’s it, that is my destiny,
To beat the others and break free,
To bravely rush out in the dark,
Find the egg, and light the spark!
And you will triumph!
Of that I have no doubt,
You will make it out
And all the way
Up to the egg.
And not just disappear,
Down the inside,
Of her leg.
Phew, are sure? I won’t be ground to a pulp?
Or even worse, just get lost in a gulp? 😉
ha ha, very good.