There Once Was a Man

There Once Was A Man ... There once was a man, oh so brave Who would sleep in a hole, called a grave ... Well, him being the host To so many a ghost, He arranged a big bash, called a rave In days of Neanderthal knaves When the men ruled like kings in their caves ... and not being too keen About keeping them clean ... Often took on some wifes, called them slaves There once was a man with a stave Overseeing a holy enclave ... Well, maintaining a grin While absolving the sin, He assessed wicked tales and forgave There once was a monk with a wave Who desired a head with a shave ... Well, the barber was such That she cut back too much Thereby leaving his globus concave There once was a man in the nave, Although pious he could not behave ... But they paid him no mind, ’Caus his name was maligned, Being simply a sinner to save There once was a man quite depraved A voluptuous life was thus craved ... Well, continuous sin Ended doing him in - On his tombstone they carved ‘Misbehaved’