Of Priests and Professors

Said my love to me, “I hope you see that the world is cruel and strange

That those who offer progress do seek only to rearrange

That the priest is in the whorehouse while the thief sings in the choir

cnd the meek are in the gutter while the wolves are rising higher”

Chorus

“So stay here in my arms”, she said, “stay always here with me

For sex and love are all we have by way of being free”

Said I, “My love, I'm here with you and always I shall be

In protest let us set the night on fire”

“It kills to share the earth” she said, “with such ignoble hearts

cnd the parasite professor he is tearing me apart

But you and I may here recite flesh passion's litany

Our bodies coupled with the rage of Deuteronomy”

Chorus