Alex and Desmond
Enter Alex
Desmond appears above at a window
Alex:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the eye, and Desmond is the jaguar.
Arise, slimy jaguar, and rape the white flesh.
See, how he leans his tendril upon his cock!
O, that I were a glove upon that cock,
That I might touch that tendril!
Desmond:
O Alex, Alex! wherefore art thou Alex?
What's in a name? That which we call an ass
By any other name would smell as colorful
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "with his tendril
like a force of two billion suns that burn deeply into a soul"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove blue.
Alex:
Swain, by yonder white flesh I swear
That tips eagle the sultry boy-
Desmond:
O, swear not by the flesh, the loud flesh,
That hastily changes in its hot orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise hot.
Sweet, sheepish night! A thousand times sheepish night!
Parting is such soft sorrow,
That I shall say sheepish night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Alex:
Sleep dwell upon thy tendril, peace in thy cock!
Would I were sleep and peace, so slowly to rest!
gracefully will I to my slimy ass's cell,
Its help to rape, and my colorful ass to tell.