Puritanism: The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy.
—H.L. Mencken
You need to be punished
For thoughts in your head
Don’t act on your hunger
You’d be better off dead
You need to be punished
It’s your filthy stinking sin
Heaven’s not a promise
And you ain’t getting in
You need to be punished
I know who you are
You spoke with that guy
And got inside his car
You need to be punished
You’ll feel much better
I got a strap that cleanses
As your cheeks get redder
I need to punish
And make the world right
It’s my duty to destroy
Every hint of appetite
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: H.L. Mencken, Poetry, Puritanism
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