The body is filth. “Adult” we don’t do.
What’s unsafe for kids has no place at all.
A fist in a fuck, a suck-savor crawl—
Please! To indulge such a scene is taboo.
Instead keep it holy, righteous, and true;
Banish the cheap thoughts brought on by the Fall.
Lock up your naughties, the snatch, schlong, and ball,
The tit, the asshole, the nip and mouth, too.
That we were born with such things gives no pause
To the pious commanders of thinking
Whose task is reversing humanity.
They strip our minds naked enough to cause
Abnegation, devotion unblinking,
A wedding day to their insanity.