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I’ve seen the devil that plagues men’s hearts.
Long for days of Old Time Religion
where men and women both knew their parts.

Warned as youth but I did not listen
dire warnings I just laughed away;
pound of flesh the devil demanded?
Market Price I was willing to pay.

My Lucifer was named Lucinda
prettiest girl ever walked the Earth.
Eyes of coal and hair like a raven
morning to night men extolled her worth.

Suitors flocked from surrounding counties
around finger had wrapped man and boy.
Fair of face, she was lithe and limber,
her very walk filled men’s hearts with joy.

Summer night, moon shining on millpond,
stars in the heavens are winking down.
Let go a stone, skims cross the water
next thing I hear is a splashing sound.

There on flat rock laid out before me
a white camisole shouts, “Look this way!”
Both eyes and ears stand at attention
as Lucinda in the water plays.

Lofty full moon illuminating
glorious curves put Rahab to shame.
Jericho’s walls, horn of Joshua,
fell to my knees as I did profane.

Tumbling down, went inhibitions
not since the serpent corrupted Eve
has mortal man fallen more quickly
my moral compass right there did flee.

Wanted Lucinda, had to have her
aching inside spread from head to toes.
Thought from my heart was emanating
hot devil’s fire that burned down below.

In single wink, slick as an otter
to water’s edge frantically did go.
Cast off my cares, long with my clothing
depths of Lucinda I had to know.

She hollered, “No!” I wasn’t listening
heat of the moment controlled me so.
Body and soul, devil possessed me,
Lucinda’s depths sated libido.

Red haze of passion now had lifted
taint of my sin fainted at my feet.
Two different paths that I could journey;
blame was Lucinda’s for soul’s defeat.

Limp and torn temptress did not struggle,
cooed calming words as I held her down.
Prayed for her soul, “Please, God forgive her!”
and for her penance Lucinda drowned.

So long ago, two generations,
women these days brazen beyond words.
Back in my time folks knew their places
every sheep’s black that I now shepherd.

Man of the cloth, my avocation,
I’ve seen the devil that plagues men’s hearts.
Long for days of Old Time Religion
where men and women both knew their parts.

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