Not So Perfect Marriage
Not So Perfect Marriage
The perfect man approached the alter in white tux and tale
Holy Spirit, giver of light and life
Looked down from heaven, sighed
The virgin bride to be was warmly shy
Pure and gentle as a slicing knife
Her handsome lover has no blemish on his body
Or so we’re told
His wavy golden hair was lush and lovely
Hid three small sixes on his head
But that is incidental, insignificant
Love is in the air for this fine pair
The priest spoke loudly for all to hear
“Lucifer, do you take this underage girl to be your wife?”
I cannot tell a lie, he replied so soft and sweetly
I do. I do indeed
Then extended his long serpents tongue
Red and wet with slimy fury
Licked the girl on her pretty face
Slithered down the aisle and from the church
Like fallen angels do
With his new prey in chains, in tow
The owner of this world wants peace
And happiness and for you to be his child
To smile at his vile image
He only wants to breed
It's human to succeed
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