By priestcraft the pulpit’s perverted,
The parson’s deprav’d and impure;
With projects profane preconcerted,
A leacherous lout to allure.
Each cuddles his coney or rabbit,
And pleasantly purr with puss-cats;
Hence with husky harlots cohabit,
And handle a herdling’s old hats.
When pregnant, the spinster’s exported
Till she spawn her spurious sprouts,