"they fled from the eyes of the world, the singer's prophetic, harsh, ovarian prologues. down the rusty bars of ladders to the undergrounds of the night propitious to the first man and woman at the beginning of the world, where there were no words by which to posess each other, no music for serenades, no presents to court with, no tournaments to impress and force a yielding, no secondary instruments, no adornments, necklaces, crowns to subdue, but only one ritual, a joyous, joyous, joyous, joyous impaling of woman on man's sensual mast."

did you hear that!!!

IMPAILING OF WOMAN ON MAN'S SENSUAL MAST

HA HA HA........SENSUAL MAST!!!