May
Hopefully will be getting a new site soon, one that can be more easily updated and added to with new material. Meanwhile, here’s St Peter and the Devil

Saint Peter stood outside the Gates of Heaven
With a far-away look in his eyes,
He was thinking of Rachel and Rebecca,
Of their scent and their plump brown thighs.

He stood outside the Gates of Heaven
Oiling the lock and testing the bars
When the Devil strolled up to greet him
With eyes that glittered like sulphurous stars.

The Devil spoke with the voice of Rebecca,
He came dressed in the body of Eve.
He snuggled up close to Saint Peter
And tugged the goat by the sleeve.

“How well do you remember Rebecca?
Does sweet Rachel still heat up the blood?
Are they both as warm and as ripe
As the earth was after the Flood?”

“They’re the same as ever,” said Peter,
He looked at the Devil and smiled,
“They are waiting for me inside the Gates.
You are the one who’s exiled.”

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