[MADAM]
...Where love is concerned
One must freshen the bloom

Once, yes, once is a lark
Twice, though, loses the spark
Once, yes, once is delicious
But twice would be vicious
Or just repetitious

Someone's bound to be scarred—
Yes, I know that it's hard
But, no matter the vice
I never do anything twice

Je me souviens the Abbot
Who worshipped at my feet
Would dress me in a wimple and in vеils
He made a proposition
(Which I found rather sweet)
And handеd me a hammer and some nails

In time we lay contented
But he began again
By fingering the beads around our waists
I whispered to him then
"We'll have to say Amen"
For I had developed more catholic taste
Once, yes, once can be nice
Love requires some spice
If you've something in view
Something to do
Totally new
I'll be there in a trice!
But I never do anything twice