by danelibler

Thank god for Civil unions because 

When I fantasize 

of my professor, above the age’o 65, 

Downed in lace or leather chaps 

I still retain thy holy crest 

My religious morals remain in the clear

For when her partner finds me

Facedown, 

god staring down my rear.  

I quell her tears 

with a cum soaked sneer 

Just to say, 

“Why do you cry? She is not your dear.”

For when they fell 

down love’s blasphemous hole,

Marriage by law required a male and female.

So, 

Thank god for Civil Unions. 

No harlot like me does dare

Beseech the sanctity 

Of gods divine unity 

The big man upstairs calls… 

holy matrimony. 

Thank god, 

I love god. and god loves dykes. 

Because he gifted us civil unions 

But like eve we did bite.

We won the mealy marriage- 

We settled for the straight.

But I thank god,

 that when this pussy gets ate 

She is not married. 

And I still remain a saint.

Categories: creative, dane libler, dec 7, vol 25