The Rape Of Suzzy
Human flesh wizened like crinkled feet
Weary as they stand like withered leaves
Flowing past a vast space of lecherous deeds
Shall he stand in need of nubile feeds
Let him show his his fleshy spear
beneath the loincloth needs a friend so dear
Craving Suzzy, the obstinate girl here
Trailing her innocence down the woods there
Ambushed in the bramble, bulrushes and bushes
Tearing at her raiment, the fleshy spear and sushis
Bringing it down in rage down in her coochies
Eliciting her tears, her mind in dirty pieces
No fear, just lust and raging mental blood
Down his groin, his folly; mentally blurred
So did God stand laughing; looking at a ravished nun
Hence the sacrament of spiritual emptiness so dour.
