A Woman Rides The Beast Poem by pete roberts

With ease Europa tames her snorting beast
Pounding bloodline subtly subdued
First as the fox in her fortress, floating
then filled with tithes, gloating
Now she's testing testosterone in tights and boots
This way my faithful steed
Right! ... now that way, and... JUMP
Islam for Temple Mount

Galloping horsepower glides in her gloves
Onward ho! ... Now bow and kiss the ring
Entranced, he submits to the Papal brand
Steel clad bit tastes strangely sweet
then clamps his slavering tongue
Sensitive teeth, on edge, protest
sensing vipers in the Holy See
Vainly they champ champ foamy warnings
but our hero clears every round
'wins' the day for little horn
paves the way for obamanation

Lucifer chortles, takes a white knight
Break a leg, he says, raising an eggtimer
Here's to Humpty
and a quivverful of Dumptys