tagNon-Erotic PoetryLuc Left at Dawn to Save Jerusalem

Luc Left at Dawn to Save Jerusalem


What now, Marie, she muttered to herself,
Pretend his grunts chantefables for the twelve
Or maybe thirteen minutes I was laid?

And then his battle cry all night! I thought
The ghost of Charlemagne came back to fight
More Saracens! I begged the man to stay,

Take walks with me along the Seine, I said,
And make me babies, but to no avail.
He left at dawn to save Jerusalem.

Ah, silly girl! We were no Heloise
And Abelard before her uncle's men
Made him a eunuch, her a nun, Dear God!

But I would think the Lord knows greater sin
When pointed hats proclaim "Thou Shalt Not Kill"
Is false for them but true for olive skin.

And if I hear another homily
In praise of Deus Vult! I swear by Christ
I'll find a knife to slice the priest myself!

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