They say “Agnus Dei” at night,
night: divines come play.
Pry a nun, slide inside—
break on through another taut hide,
break on through another taut “bride.”

Some “chaste” brethren ain’t queer,
dunk where tresses flare.
A crank-a-schism ball
with these Christ’s brides.
Break on through another taut hide,
break on through; off then for taut tykes.

Very bawdy; hump their trainees.
Cherry bodies; hump the labies.

He press,
she wet.
He shred
tykes.

They pound the tyke fan’s that aren’t armed,
strut between their thighs.
Near babies,
terrified
Break on through a young one’s behind,
snake on through another young hind.

Maidens beamed,
priests are piqued,
pray to prey,
now deflower.
The “pearly” gates:
breached then wide.
Break on through another taut hide,
break on through as Mother abides.
Break on through,
snake on through,
quake the crew.
snake anew.
Take tykes, snake tykes (amen) fray hymens/tyke ends!