Heretics, sodomites, poets beware.
Thou art of a most disenfranchised breed.
In times of strife thou must surely take care
And this solemn warning I beg thee heed.
For though the meek may inherit the earth
In thy words and actions they will find strength
And a new world will these gentle men birth
And muse upon unseemly love at length.
So guards of morality man thy posts
For legions of Marlowes will storm your gates
And after revels and heathenish toasts
This band of outcasts shall decide your fates
And if our torrent of words leaves thee numb
Know ‘tis but prelude to poets yet come