For an activity that is supposed to be for pleasure, it seems like it’s getting kind of dangerous…well, only for certain people who choose to have multiple “partners” with various people. Anybody know about Syphilis? It is getting incredibly popular (perhaps a wrong sort of wording) because people are having multiple sexual partners. Really you don’t have to worry about getting any of these diseases if you’re not having sexual intercourse with various people.
There’s a new strain of it that is even deadlier. I mean, strains of various diseases (even flu’s) are getting more and more high-tech of sorts if you think about it. This one that is breaking out around the country is one of those that will take away your sight.
So here’s the question. Would you rather have sex with multiple people or people that you probably don’t really know that well and most likely get some disease or just find that 1 person who’s the same as you in staying “pure?”
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Just think about it! In this case, you have the choice to keep this disease from taking over you. In my opinion, I’d rather sexually “deprive myself” for a long time and find a person that is the same as me. OR…not have sex at all than to get some terrible disease. Some people make “fun” of virgins because they have chosen to wait till they know absolutely that they are going to marry someone but that is something I admire. People who have the commitment and the brains to know not to do this. Virginity can easily be lost but it can never be bought back. Plus, most descent people don’t want someone who’s already messed up in that “department.” Perhaps this might sound harsh but I wouldn’t marry or have sex with anyone who’s shared that part of them with someone else. I wouldn’t want to risk it…plus there’s something that’s gross about the thought!
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So you’re like, there’s cures for these diseases so I’m good. Yes, there are but strains of these diseases are getting worse and worse and why even get it! Once you get it, you have to spend A LOT of money for the cure if it’s possible. Plus, you can still get infected by it again!
Honestly, even though I’m a very strong Conservative Christian I don’t really care if two or three people now get married of the same sex. Let me rephrase that, I wouldn’t vote for it or encourage it because I think it’s very abnormal (science proves that it is abnormal) but I’m not going to pick a fight with someone who is that way. So really, if it kills them or gives homosexuals a terrible disease, let it be! I don’t really care! Let them all die for I care from this disease. That is my message to conservatives! Don’t try to stop them…if they want to do that, let them do that! People fully know what could happen if they practice it. That’s why God condemns it because of the health problems. So yeah, go ahead and get a bunch of diseases that you will never recover from.
A lot to think about, right? Shouldn’t really be unless you’re absolutely sexually deprived or you have no brains. I’m think no brains, honestly. It’s an absolutely clear decision to me! Anything that could cause me to get some nasty disease, I’m out!
Am I saying that sex is wrong? Absolutely not! Here’s my wise advice: Pick wisely!
I thought of instead of telling you my inspiring story in a normal way but that’s kind of boring. A lot more fun to do it in a poetic/rhyming kind of way. So here it is! Hope you enjoy it! It’s slightly different than the other poetic pieces of work that I’ve done.
I’m not just a rapper but an adapter,
helped my WiFi boost since I saw God at Sinai, my ally,
purify and produced me he did since Harry Potter said “Stupefy”,
my weapons were lo-fi,
awed he simply,
demystify myself so I will rather testify I am not an old wrapper that was used in the latter,
a snapper turtle, a madder badger with a better bladder.
God, a facade, no a fraud Todd said(bit odd)
since he gave me an escape pod with cod (I applaud)
not saying I’m on the God squad (yet) but he helped me trod on.
Where are my manners, you should be aware and be fair,
was not born in manor.
I declare, no swear that I was an accident of an affair,
bastard son of a turd,
Claire had a flaire to herself so Pierre took action since he had a passion for her,
sex with her to the max,
relax you say there was latex,
facts are there were cracks in the condemned condem,
I never stared at them for long since she said, “take care.”
You see, I was abandoned, done, banned to darkness,
like Loch Ness hardly seen, I was locked in an abandoned house
less than a mouse since mom was a monster but I’m a songster.
I cried for God, so unfair I compare, was not a son of a billionaire but with a shoddy daddy.
I then heard a blare, it was the police who found me with lice in my hair
my prayer was answered,
that basset hound that found me in the lair.
This is going to sound profound for I was bound to drown but I came around and it felt like I was crowned