Beata Maria
You know I am a man of personal moral code,
Of my sexual preference, I abstain and find justified pride;
Beata Maria,
You know I possess more integrity than
The under-privileged, liberally sexually unrestrained proletariat:
Then tell me, Maria,
Why I see her dancing there,
why her provocative eyes cause compromise in my sanctimony
I feel her, I see her,
The sun caught in her heavily pigmented hair according to her ethnic background
Is causing involuntary reactions in my loins
Like Fire, Hell's fire (of a theological place of woe and anguish)
This fire in my skin,
This compromising persuasion of lust
Is turning me against the commandments of which my personal beliefs instruct.
It's not my fault,
I'm not to blame,
It is the female member of a wandering Caucasoid race, a woman faithful to a religious preference other than my own, who brought upon these urges;
It's not my fault,
If in the plan of the divine being of my monotheistic beliefs,
He/She/It chose to make the foe of the divine being of my monotheistic beliefs and that of a person possess unequal strength
Protect me Maria,
Don't let this seemingly provocative woman bring about an obsessional intoxication,
Don't let her piquant ways engulf my being;
Destroy Esmeralda,
And let her be condemned to feel the metaphorical "fires" of Hell (a theological place of woe and anguish)
Or else let her be mine (in a sexist "possessive sense") and of complete fidelity
Hell's fire, dark fire,
Now (in a derogatory sense) wandering member of a Caucasoid race, I give you this ultimatum:
Opt to my conditions, or, your pyre,
Be mine (allow us to have fornication relations), or you will burn!
I ask (spiritually) that the divine being of my monotheistic beliefs would have mercy on her,
I ask (spiritually) that the divine being of my monotheistic beliefs would have mercy on me,
But she will be mine (allow us to have fornication relations) or she will burn!
(c) Copyright FrollosopherLM, January 1998.
