A Lesson

Kristos came and kristos went
Kristos saved and kristos spent
-the preacher spoke
So eloquent

Within his pulpit, as a nest
At voicing god he was the best
An eagle on the scriptures fed
Or vulture, as on man’s carrion read

A man of God in vestments pure
But fell unto the vestal’s lure
For in the crowd below did spy
A woman fit for heav’nly eye

And to this prey he did pursue
And by her scorn, his lusts, they grew
Until one sermon spent and wrecked
He came unto her, so bedecked
In rosen garb with golden crown
A wealth fit to upturn any frown

And in the shadows of the cloister
By his own art her loins grew moister
And at the climax, he gasped at last
“For I am man, from God I part”

And now he roves the world anew
For from this moment, passions grew
And now his want is never sated
For by this act, new want created.

So brothers, here this warning wicked
The devil had his weakness tricked
Thus heed not the damsels fine
Or face the toil of Satan’s mine.