That Little Incubus

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That little incubus,

He’s such an ugly cuss!

He slips in very quite

And sits there so uptight.

Who knows his ill caress?

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He comes it seems at night

(Unseen he’s not the fright)

And tries his ugly thing

On all the wedded rings,

Until someone is heartless.

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It’s such a special thing

The way love’s strength can cling

To life until last breath

In long and wedded bliss

Unless he makes it useless.

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Perchance he's touched your heart

To ruin the marriage cart

And leave you with no horse

To travel life’s blessed course,

Then lay alone and lifeless.

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Beware that incubus

His name they call “Divorce”

He’s very, very sly

He’ll deceive you and will lie

Only Christ can keep you blessed.

 

Wes © 7/3/2001