The Bishop is always too late
With his hand in the collection plate
For that, you'll go to hell
And really it's just as well
No entrance for you through the Golden gate
Since I'm going to Hell I ought to have fun
I wouldn't know, I'm an ordained nun!
The hell you say!!!!
No, really I'm gay
Makes me glad I'm a pagan Hun!!
So tell me, in what do Pagan's believe?
That among mother earth's threads we weave
And the ending place?
An unknown grace?
Awe, a place you'd never want to leave!
Let's dance naked 'round the fire
Yes Sir, said the maiden to her sire
The flames fueled their lust
The love shared was just
But nine months later: Quagmire!