Lonesome Organist Rapes Page-Turner

He told me that I knew just what to laugh at

And I wanted to but I just couldn't ask if he would take it back so I could know for certain

So on the bench I watched his left hand crossing

While doubling entendres with the voicings

He said "oh darling, you're charming, please don't find it alarming

If I pull this stop out to free up a hand for heavy petting"

Now there there

I'm a friendly man

I joke about sex because it's funny when you're frightened

So silently I sat and turned the pages

Recalculating our respective ages

Over my shoulder he muttered if I get any older

You can hack my wrists off with your choice of objects no I'm kidding

Don't be scared

I'm a friendly man

I joke about death because its funny when you're frightened

This is as far as I could get he jabbed a needle in my neck

Erasing all the evidence but there were matchsticks in my pants

And if a rock should hit my head and I remember what he did

You'll be there very first to know

Maybe I'll find out why this damn thing wont stop bleeding

He told me that I showed a great potential

That given I turned heads and pages fame would be a piece of cake but

Practice was essential

So like a stupid child I believed it

And golly who would ever had agreed if

I had been schubert or mozart

Devoted to the fine art of perfecting absolutely everything inconsequential

Don't be sad I'll come back again

I joke about trash cause it takes class to be enlightened

So several decades have gone by

I am still sitting by his side

I turn the pages faithfully

He turns his head and smiles at me

And with a wink he said "I doubt

We would be anywhere without

Your gift for keeping truth and consequence from meeting"