Alexander III
06-23-2010, 10:46 AM
A full moon swooned, wrinkled and pale
Under a starless incense laden haze
(I was nauseous, sick in a holy daze)-
My innocent tongue caressed the moon
I longed to scream, to beg, to wail
Yet no noise was seen, silence haunted the air,
The moon was coated in a dead velvet of hair,
To kiss the moon was my forbidden doom
A wise voice pierced the calm ceremony
Urging me to explore the darkest depths
(God's voice! ordering long live obeisance)
Sacred duty performed, the wet moon fled
Making me solemnly swear to secrecy-
That was the night,I kissed the priest's a.s.s...
Under a starless incense laden haze
(I was nauseous, sick in a holy daze)-
My innocent tongue caressed the moon
I longed to scream, to beg, to wail
Yet no noise was seen, silence haunted the air,
The moon was coated in a dead velvet of hair,
To kiss the moon was my forbidden doom
A wise voice pierced the calm ceremony
Urging me to explore the darkest depths
(God's voice! ordering long live obeisance)
Sacred duty performed, the wet moon fled
Making me solemnly swear to secrecy-
That was the night,I kissed the priest's a.s.s...