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These present
          Kisses and touches--
The ignition of fire,
The exhalation of sigh--
          From the past smooches,
          m'goodly Lady, how different!
Make me and my affection no castaway
Wherein this love-ship together we sail.
In every earthly tempest and gale,
Will I on my part steadfast be alway.

Wilt thou this relationship abandon
And to another guy in seeming easy
Circumstances decamp, dear popsy,
Relishing thyself with him, having fun?
Thou my chick if we cling unto virtue
Shalt have no reason to give in to vice.
I know mine heart my goggling eyes
May lure by a charming babe anew.

So no power, save grace, have we to ward
Off enchanment nor those daily advances:
For many a bloke hankers after thy graces
As many a witch wants me to go wayward.
She at the very last spoke to me--
Her soft speech was soothing as balm--
Whom I've desired much the first to be;
Yet my soul was firm and calm.

And peace like a river flowed
In my heart like never before,
And my love straightaway followed
Hers like a sheep to the abattoir.

She howbeit will not slaughter me.
If she did it would be with her love.
So let me die by the dirk of that dilly
Rather than stay alive with a frigid dove.
Even though I should have for thee
Feelings good, yet can I not possess
You more seeing thou hast been, Mistress,
Married to another bloke for eternity.

To be hitched hence with you again
Is to me forever  a desire moot.
Be delighted with thy hubby's fruit
As I seek my own seemly lady to gain.
Asked I eventually for her name.
And she to me said, Miss Summer ***.
And thine? required the the fair dame.
          I'm Sexton. Yes,
    The Sixth Sexton Durex.

Told I her as she's frolickin' 'bout me free.

Although looketh she supernaturally gay,
On that beach, in her birthday suit;
But seein' we two were in pursuit
Of Sainthood could we not Hollywood play--
Except 'gainst temptation to pray,

From which a man should rather flee!
He may decide not to deliver
Me from the lions' den nor
From this fire nor that dagger;
Still will Christ be my Savior.

Though thru the valley and pitfall
Of terror and death walk I in life;
Yet I shall no evil fear at all
Cause Jesus is my assured Staff.
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