That One John Donne Poem But To The Tune Of "Three's Company"

you get why


Come and batter my heart
O’erthrow me and bend
That I may rise and stand and admit you
So you’ll seek to mend!

I’m like an unsurp’d town
I’ve proved weak and untrue
I’m a lovable space that needs your face
Three-person’d God, you!

Your viceroy Reason defends in me –
I’m still to another due –
Jail me, take me to you –
Chaste-ravish me too!