The scallop is the seafood of the gods,
The oyster of the Hells,
When plucked from out their wavy pods
And slurped within their shells.
As succulent as seaborne lambs –
Just witness Venus and St James,
United in their love of clams
To winkle from their frames.
James prefers his upside down,
As if to hide a pea beneath,
While Venus separates the crown
And scoops out with her teeth.
James gives pilgrims empty shells,
To aid in their devotion.
Venus mounts hers in hotels
To pose on with no clothes on.