Hot Flashes & Rosaries

By climaks

The nunnery resonates the holy spirit
The convent is writhing and scratching the itch

The temple is a brothel
The clergyman is lecher

It’s not the way to give praise
The Virgin Mary fumbles in her grave
She’s tossing, she’s writhing,
She’s having sweet pains
Unstuck the rosary, don’t pray where you play

As I walk to make confessions
The sisters hike up their dresses
The choir boys are kissing,
The crucifix is missing
At the pulpit I feel the Holy Spirit
The harlot starts her reveling,
This church is atrocious

I go to the confessional
To try to ask forgiveness
The father hands me condoms
“Here wear the lord’s protection”
In the halls of the convent
I feel the Holy Spirit
These walls they keep moaning
This church is atrocious

This is not the way to give the praise
Ravage me like the Holy Spirit to Mary
Writhing and tossing,
leave me in sweet pains
Unstuck the rosary, don’t pray where you play

These walls are moaning
This prayer stance revolting
Oh, look at what you’ve done to me
Take thee to a nunnery

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© 2009 climaks
Published on Sunday, August 23, 2009.     Filed under: "Satire" and "Poetry"
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