Those whispered words that make a marriage bed
are less important than which naughty bits
you’ve got, that’s what the bishop said.
A set of each is fine, he says, but it’s
more problematic when they’re all the same:
no jousting willies, that’s verboten, kids;
those lady bits he hesitates to name
are likewise to be clearly kept apart,
lest God get squeamish. But, he claims,
if you’re at evening worship when it starts
(the inappropriate touching, not the prayer),
well, God’s OK with that, because His heart
has room enough and grace enough to bear
those priest-on-priestly late night love affairs.