Once Upon a Time,

Dashing all about the Peloponnese
Or perched upon a Thessalian peak
Were the ancient gods the Greeks tried to please
When things weren't so puritanically bleak.
Back then the gods were never boring,
Sort of like dysfunctional Super Friends,
With their fighting, fucking, and exploring
As they struck a blow for classical trends!
Now, the Gay they've Ben comes from a tube
And their sandals lay idle at the spa.
Though Greek, their intercourse now needs a lube
And their virtue, undone, like a cheerleader's bra.
Gone are all of their Olympic thrones,
Swapped, for assisted living and I-Phones!