Fave Perverse Verse

Hello My precious little pets. I’d like to share something with you, something funny, something spiritual.

My submissive and sometimes spiritual confidant, tony “tunes”, has written for Me a lyrical tribute to Kabbalah, the “…For Dummies” guide to Hebrew mysticism.

Make no mistake about this, Kabbalah is meant to teach us all how to reawaken the true essence and wisdom within our soul.

After taking a ten-week introductory course, I and slave tony “tunes” felt like we definitely got our money’s worth and I TRULY appreciate all that I learned. Do keep in mind that while I was raised Roman Catholic, I currently practice no organized religion. However, I am open, nonjudgmental and receptive to the wisdom of any spiritual path.

So, on that note, take out your old Barry Manilow and put on everybody’s fave “Copacabana” and sing along with your Mistress…

“Cope with Kabbalah”

by slave t.

(to the tune of Copacabana by Barry Manilow)

Her name is Marquesa, She is a Mistress,

A whip of leather in Her hand,

Hordes of slaves at Her command.

She’d give an order, they’d do the cha-cha,

and while She played Her cat and mouse

slave tony helped Her clean the house.

Painting the bedroom door,

or on the kitchen floor,

Thursday nights, they’d sit at the (Kabbalah) center, ’til their butts were sore

As they’d cope with, cope with Kabbalah,

They don’t teach you Jesus or Allah.

As they’d cope with, cope with Kabbalah

Learning the Zohar guarantees you’ll go so far

with Kabbalah… looking for light

His name was Chaim, he was a Rabbi,

a yarmulke atop his head,

“Your a vessel” is what he said.

The bread of shame that set this in motion

was given by a God who cares.

All he wants to do is share.

And so the big bang blew

then it made Me and you.

Here’s your chance to fulfill your karma

now what will you do?

Can you cope with, cope with Kabbalah?

he won’t teach you Jesus or Allah.

Can you cope with, cope with Kabbalah

If you’re selfish, you’ll live like a shellfish,

in the darkness… go for the light.

Her name is Marquesa, She was a Mistress,

but that’s a twenty-year old trip.

When She used to wield a whip,

Now She’s a Mistress of Raja Yoga.

Those painful postures make Her smile,

students love Her teaching style.

Her teaching methods plain,

wear black and make them strain.

She built Her life on a simple mantra,

it’s “No Pain, No Gain.”

‘Cause She coped with, coped with Kabbalah,

She’s as happy as Thor in Valhalla.

Cause She coped with, coped with Kabbalah,

She learned Her station through reincarnation…..

and Kabbalah… She found the light.

[This is not meant to offend anyone, it is my light-hearted appreciation for Hebrew mysticism]