For the most part, your small village vicars
Are mainly just kissers and lickers…
They don’t stick it in,
Since it’s more of a sin…
Some are happy just sniffing girls’ knickers.
Tag: sin
Slip-sliding away
Kristy Brodie was well-nigh a saint,
A good catholic girl, free from taint,
Till the good life she tasted,
Declared her life wasted:
What trace of her virtue’s left’s faint!
Flesh
A young priest, his vows woefully fresh,
Once succombed to the sin of the flesh,
When there came to confess
A young girl in short dress,
Frilly knickers and stockings of mesh.
Original sins
There’s a fortunate fellow called Binns,
Who made love to identical twins,
So alike to each other
That even their mother
Just scratches her head, shrugs and grins.
It began, as it often begins,
With champagne and a couple of gins:
Inhibitions were shed,
And they jumped into bed,
In a tangle of tits, teeth and shins.
They exhibited bumps, grinds and spins.
They had semen from fannies to chins!
It was jolly confusing,
But later amusing,
Confessing at church to such sins!
Funk
Despite all of her Mum’s and Dad’s yelling,
The strong funk of sex they were smelling,
The threats, talk of sin,
She just said with a grin,
“Do whatever you want. I’m not telling!”
Original sin
Back in Eden, then, in the beginning,
Eve started this thing they call sinning…
Of course, it was fun,
And so, having begun,
It would seem that the devil’s still winning!
The flesh is weak
He began, in the end, to suspect
That despite all that talk of respect,
And the wages of sin…
When he did stick it in,
She, in fact, didn’t too much object.
Apostate
Having long given up God and Jesus,
She pretty much does as she pleases;
Goes out, gets a skinful,
Enjoys being sinful,
Laughs off threats of social diseases.
A lost cause
It’s not fucking, she told herself mentally.
What though, if, just accidentally,
(Was it a sin?)
His cock somehow slipped in?
(As it would, in fact, do, incrementally!)
Heaven and earth
Poor young lass, sorely used by the preacher,
In ways lewd and sinful, vile creature,
God’s servant indeed!
Saggy-bellied, weak-kneed,
And so unprepossessing of feature!