Momus The Beast
I have three arms to hold you
Four hands to touch you there
A horse's phallus to console you
In the stench of country air
I am coarse and hairy
With a cast that hides a claw
If the tail I wave while making love
In the straw strikes you as bizarre
Oh, how beautiful you are
Cardinal de Balo
Brother of the crippled duke
Has arranged that we should marry
So that I can reproduce
But the legend of Romilda
And her struggles with a beast
Gives you pause, and makes you question me
Telling me I'm only fit for the abattoir
But oh, how beautiful you arе
Tell me that you love mе
Though it cannot be true
I am a beast, not a man
But at least I can fascinate you
In the danger of the forest
At the back of the estate
Feel my body coarse and horrid
As we begin to procreate
At the climax of the chase scene
A little lust mixed with your fear
In the legend of Romilda when you meet the beast you meet
My best avatar
Oh, how beautiful you are!
Tell me that you long for me
Though it cannot be true
I am a beast, not a man
But at least I can penetrate you
