From my pew
Where I stood and prayed
My eyes were fixed
On a Christian maid
Is it inappropriate?
My lecherous behaviour
When in church
Worshipping the
saviour
I studied every inch
Right down to the
floor
Instead of hymn
numbers
Vital statistics I saw
A glimpse of lace
A bra strap showing
My eyes consumed her
Without her knowing
The tightness of her
jeans
Her shape within
I missed the sermon
Doubtless about sin
A sight to feast my
eyes
Which affected me so
That I had a quiver in
my voice
And a tingle down
below
Oh lord forgive me
For being such a
sinner
But you must admit
She really is a stunner
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