He tried hard to resist, think of Christ…
But this whore was attractively priced…
And her state of undress…
Yes, he had to confess,
He was more than a little enticed!
Tag: temptation
Good and evil
Where was God? No cathedral… no chapel…
Forbidden fruit? Why a damn apple?
One bite, Eden lost…
An exorbitant cost,
With which scholars continue to grapple.
Showing his hand
She was more than a little bit tempted…
Consent, though, was rather pre-empted,
Impetuous twit,
By his grabbing her tit…
Which was rape… at least sort of… attempted.
Apple of his eye
Through the stained glass, the light fell to dapple
Her splendid young bosom, in chapel,
Delicious temptation
To cohabitation,
With which Father Riley must grapple!
Yielding not to temptation
Sister Frances just went through the motions,
Still prey, though she prayed, to lewd notions…
If only they knew!
It was all she could do,
Not to touch herself during devotions!
The flesh and the spirit
Said a pious young Anglican deacon,
“One’s virtue should shine like a beacon!
When tempted, of course,
One may find, with remorse,
Flesh too willing. The spirit may weaken.”
Temptation
Randy, wet and deliciously tempted,
She undid her blouse and pre-empted
His hand on her breast.
Still a virgin, he guessed,
Sick of being left out and exempted.
Inner thoughts
By her lustfulness tortured infernally,
Damned though she’d be, then, eternally,
Much as she’d tried,
Having felt it outside,
How she yearned, now, to feel it internally!
Temptation
She gave in, though she knew that she shouldn’t,
Determined, at first, that she wouldn’t.
He’d gently insisted…
She’d bravely resisted
Temptation… but found that she couldn’t!
The girl in the bubble
He was dapper, his hair was smooth-slicked;
She was well-bred, her morals were strict,
But temptation was great,
And I’m sad to relate
That soon more than her conscience was pricked!