Trumping Machiavelli
Sophomore Bertha Succubus
Was a virgin at your school
The football team adore her
And you say she's pretty cool
Her mom and dad are preachers
Authorities on Hell
Every sin a man can do
Is one they know quite well
God made her lips for kissing
And the Devil's keeping score
Every boy she touches
Finds his trousers on the floor
I know she really loves you
She said so on that pew
Where Peter opened Pearly Gates
And I had it in for you
Dollar signs will trump a cross,
Burning bush, or etched in stone;
All it took was just a buck
To give your girl the bone
Presidents set a standard
For others to emulate
So after you console her
Set me up for another date!
Copyright © Rico Leffanta | Year Posted 2018
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