No excess drink of beer and wine
Which sparkle and taste verily fine,
    Thou my quaffing mouth,
Neither of whiskey nor of brandy
That does make feelings randy
And turns a gent to a lager lout.

                  Altogether
Transient merriment it giveth and succour
    To the soaked jolly soul--much liquor--
          I do, my goblet, gather.

She on the Twentieth
   Street liveth
In a plush penthouse;

And I in my own rustic crib
  Live by my ancient nib;
And for love, I'm no mouse.

The dollybird useth iThings
  Those by Apple made,
While I by my little things
  Run my blessed trade.

Though no kingly life
I do presently live
Nor have now fortune and fame
      Great, high queenly dame;

And I mayn't a costly gadget
        At the moment avoid
Like that dear iPhone or tablet;
Yet make not my affection void:

        I can be a commoner,
     But do need nay a coroner.

Down from ten she counted, the lass,
For me to leave straightway her place.

Peradventure she hath found another
Who in substance is far richer
                Than I.
    And haply he is popular
             Like a popstar.

I too, perhaps, needs must go explore
Those galaxies of starry girls the more;
          But love I her still.
Besides not having an astronaut's skill,
My heart never can fly.

As me, why close thee thy eyes
     When each other we kiss,
             My babe dear?
     Now what nectar is there
     In this my wet tongue
     That does thee wrong,
  Or in that thine poppy lip that lies?
Yet we do ourselves buss just for the bliss!

No holier-than-thou mien do I exhibit,
O merciful God, nor a stupid conceit
Display afore Thy unblemished sight at all.
For Thou wilt cause the high man to fall,
Whose proud heart is lifted up in iniquity.
Wherefore myself humble I ere Thee,
        O Savior gracious,
             Christ Jesus.

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.

I hope I can hit
In time a buddie
And make by and by
Also an eagle with thee;

And to round, on this
Green, our skittish game off
Together at three
Under par, my swinging dove?

Heaven high shall I not promise thee;
Nevertheless you will experience no hell
For thou shalt suffer at all no necessity.
But touching thy luxury, I never can tell.

So thine is, O lady luscious, my salary all.
And as you like thou mayest it expend
Along with my royalties so dear but small,
And my banker can my account suspend.

When a child is born; if it be a boy,
A man shall it become. And if it be
A girl, a wife it shall become if she
Chooses to marry, for she may be coy
And frigid and into a nunnury enter. That man
Also may remain so, if he boycotts a woman.

Babe, how the similitude of an angel
Thou hast from thy sole to thy crown!
Unblemished art thou in frame, I so can tell,
But can't guess what in thine heart's sown.

Luscious is thine outer body, which can make
A sane fella hellfire choose to gladly go,
When he God's Law doth foolishly break;
Yet I shall fly on cloud nine with thee--no.

Of a truth love I thee, glamorous lady.
I though no fortune nor fame have
Which mine I truly can call, save
In my heart affection's pretty penny.

Hope I my situation shall no impediment
Be to me having thy sweet sultry self?
Though I'll force for thee nay from hell pelf,
Yet shall I ensure thy heavenly enjoyment.

When thy busy brain's filled as a bladder--
Not with *** pepperish--but with ideas potent,
Thy broody head would uncomfortable rather
Be feeling until you let out the content.
And if thou doest achieve the good goal
Of thy restless heart--that burning purpose;
What cool satisfaction and joy to thy soul
Would come as one confirmed free from a dose!
How happy was God when he and Christ created man!
So glad too must a man be when he achieves his plan.

God often would I rather have than gold;
I'd rather choose Jesus over the universe.
My heart do nay become perverse
That you may prosper in this world old.

But seek always first, my dear soul,
The Lord's way and his righteouness,
Letting go of all earthly frivolousness;
Then wilt thou find fulfilment whole.

For many there are with gobs of money
That possess, in simple term, riches great;
Yet who this vain life doth never sate
Their heart that is thirsty and hungry.

When my life doth touch down
On the other side, haply, at night:
Will I be welcome with a frown
When taxied is my earthly flight?

Here my stay may so unpleasant be,
But there shall be a place of utter joy
Save if i was by choice heaven-free
And had yielded to the Devil's ploy.

When my life doth touch down
On the other side, haply, at night:
Will I be welcome with a frown
When taxied is my earthly flight?

Here my stay may so unpleasant be,
But there shall be a place of utter joy
Save if i was by choice heaven-free
And had yielded to the Devil's ploy.