Bared Groin of a Mad Beggar

If you break into laughter, I won’t join, Facing us right now the need to hands join And, fast, stripped body cover up to loin; Neater clothes to fetch for the man’s bared groin And no less veil for his wife’s announced loin… Perhaps you want them to Adam rejoin Or right there as wedded couple conjoin! Mad beggars – yes – for as cheap as a coin: But which shop picks from filthy hand a coin And which food seller attends to leaked groin? Then it’s a much fake concern: your tossed coin Unless a cool, thousand of it you join