All Comments on 'I'm a Fucking Saint I tell ya'

is the patron saint of sinners. He was a lawyer and probably liked prostitutes as much as the sacraments.

Love the naughtiness of this one. SO not what I expected. shocking and humorous and insensitive at different times, but all in one poem.

Freakin' lovely Sal. Obviously the "real" you is pure perv! ;)

Deliciously decadent

..hold the S because i am an (s)ain't.. this song suits the mood of these words, i doubt you're as big a Manson fan as i am, but you will appreciate the lyrics ;)

can't post the URL here... but will leave it on your journal thread x

Beloved Saint, I..err.. need ur blessing..

I can close my eyes and hear you growling out this one. A low passionate tone from between slightly clenched teeth with perhaps just a hint of controlled menace. Very nice, sweetie.

You have a great use of language and cultural knowledge. I read this poem and though, fucking amazing. Great job. Why did you publish here? Send it out!!!!!

I want to read this poem over and over and over again.

I have to confess (for I have sinned) that I find your discussion of theology illuminating, particularly the references to the noted theologians and sainted literary fellows St Augustine and St Thomas Aquinas, First Doctor of the church. I really liked your repeated use of St Aquinas' eloquent last earthly words 'I'm a fucking saint I tell ya', bespoken to all gathered wherein he departed the terrestrial realm and took his seat amongst the blesséd in Heaven. This, I have no doubt, is the true topic of this poem. Furthermore I enjoyed the references to St Sid of Aquitaine and St Nancy of Lorraine, who forsaking all earthly pleasures and violence formed the musical troupe the Abstinant Cushions.

I think, also, the underlying political and socio-economic issues you raise are fascinating. You have genuinely captured the moment of British demographic inequality as, unfortunately, those most inclined to turn to the world of professional stripping are disenfranchised and scorned Eastern European immigrants. Who is to blame, Salvor Hardon (I apologise, St. Salvor Hardon as you proclaim your own beatification)? Your poem raises these issues and more backsides. If you have more poems of a similar nature, I would appreciate it if you'd send them to me. In fact, if you have any poems at all, especially those relating to my specialisation (bestiality in early Renaissance poetry) that would be wonderful. In fact, when all is said and Donne, your poetry is the best thing on the internet. (Except my beautiful girlfriend)...(whom I hope is not on the internet)...(or if she is that I feature somewhere)...(is this comedic style working for you?)...(

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right on!

Awesome! and I thought I was an atheist....