Against Effeminate Priests
Pues no has curado de generar pesares
Al pobre feligrés atribulado,
Aunque no hay cura para el mal causado
Cuídate al fin de generar más males.
Si a natura rebelde asignares
Mis disputas por cuanto he señalado
Un consejo te doy: déjalo a un lado
Y peca por las vías naturales.
Si has de pecar no pongas en disputa
Lo que te otorga de hombre el atributo
Por moderno que el cambio reputares.
Trocaron relativo y absoluto
Contranatura en aulas conciliares...
Mas no por eso has de volverte puto.
For you have not stopped creating tribulations
For the poor parishioner so disturbed
Although there is no cure for this intentioned evil
Be careful not to create more evils.
If you attribute to rebel nature
My disputes that I have pointed out to you
One piece of advice I’ll give you: leave it alone
And sin in more natural ways.
If you are going to sin do not disturb
What is attributed to you as a man
No matter how modern you consider yourself.
The relative and absolute have traded places
Against nature in the conciliar halls,
But not for that do you have to become a faggot. (lit. male whore)
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Come to think of it, this might be a joke played by my friend. I'll post it anyway since it is a good poem with a good message.
Oh, by the way, this poem was found on my friend's blog, Juicy Judges from Argentina, link to the right.
AV,
C'mon, broham. You've got to give us bourgeois crackers a translation so that we can partake of the fun.
Great pic, though.
JK
Translation pending.
Blogging is going to be tough in the next few days. I am running on only four hours of sleep.
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