The Overcoat
Many have seen the movie Carnal Knowledge And we all remember her handiworkWhich led to her laid flat on her backUnder that capacious overcoat, bang!
A huge number of us have taken this trip,And we remember how much fun it was,For us, but what about her, I wonder?She put her hand in and pulled out …? You tell me.
Carnal knowledge? Or loss of innocence?Or confirmation of the obvious?Men have no use for women apart from sexWhich is why men have no knowledge of sex,
No carnal knowledge not under the overcoatWhere lurk only shame, prurience, debauch,And hatred of the body’s mortality,Which mandates sex to continue the species.
So we steal pleasure from what we despise,We demean the bodies from which we steal it, And there is no overcoat large enough,Not even porn, to cover our carnal soul.
A huge number of us have taken this trip,And we remember how much fun it was,For us, but what about her, I wonder?She put her hand in and pulled out …? You tell me.
Carnal knowledge? Or loss of innocence?Or confirmation of the obvious?Men have no use for women apart from sexWhich is why men have no knowledge of sex,
No carnal knowledge not under the overcoatWhere lurk only shame, prurience, debauch,And hatred of the body’s mortality,Which mandates sex to continue the species.
So we steal pleasure from what we despise,We demean the bodies from which we steal it, And there is no overcoat large enough,Not even porn, to cover our carnal soul.
