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