Pagan Poppy Pope
The infant Jesus had a visit
The magi came to kiss it
– Kiss my little kodd, Jesus said to him
– Kiss it quick and I’ll give you a job of rim
But the three men didn’t care
they had incence that was rare
The magis smelled their incence
till the buzz got very intense
Scents sippering away
turned Mary’s flesh astray
Joseph stopped to be a fairy
and opened up the door to Mary
A gateway straight to spliff and ‘cid
and Jesus turned a crackwhore kid