Medicine: O God! O Kinsey!

A contributor to The Lancet, British medical journal, has thus hymned the Kinsey report:

O cupid! Cast away your bow and quiver—

Statistics prove your method inexact. 0

O Donne! Go take a jump into the river:

You hymned the essence, but ignored the fact.

Locked in some cool aseptic heaven above,

Trained statisticians painlessly inquire

Into the quaint geometry of love,

The quantitative aspects of desire;

Observe the conduct of the lovesick male

[Not passionate, not noble, not obscene],

And plot it on a logarithmic scale,

Noting a random scatter round the mean.

O monumental volume, smug and fat!

Did Man, who wrote the Song of Songs, write that?

O God! O Kinsey! O Jehoshaphat!