Lupercalia
was a hit
before St V.
got hold of it.
Drunks and
wolves and lots of lashing
helped
elevate a ritual bashing.
It’s better
than being a cooing dove
canoodling
in the trees above,
missing
vicious Cupid’s darts
aimed at
your internal parts.
Make your
choice. Why be a victim?
If an
oppressor out to lick him
into
chocolate-hearted shape,
first seal
his mouth with sticky tape.
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