Potiphar

Potiphar had very few cares
He was one of Egypt's millionaires
Having made a fortune buying shares
In Pyramids.

Potiphar had made a huge pile
Owned a large percentage of the Nile
Meant that I could really live in style
And I did.

Joseph was an unimportant
Slave who found he liked his master
Consequently worked much harder
Even with devotion.

Potiphar could see that Joseph
Was a cut above the average
Made him leader of the household
Maximum promotion.

Potiphar was cool and so fine
But his wife would never toe the line
It's all there in chapter thirty-nine
Of Genesis.

She was beautiful but
Evil
Saw a lot of men against his will
He would have to tell her that she still
Was his.

Joseph's looks and handsome figure
Had attracted her attention
Every morning she would beckon
Come and lie with me love.

Joseph wanted to resist her
Till one day she proved too eager
Joseph cried in vain.

Please stop
I don't believe in free love
Potiphar was counting sheckels
In his den below the bedroom
When he heard a mighty rumpus
Clattering above him.

Suddenly he knew his riches
Couldn't buy him what he wanted
Gold would never make him happy
If she didn't love him.

Letting out a mighty roar
Potiphar burst through the door Potiphar
Joseph, I'll see you rot in jail
The things you have done are beyond the pale.

Poor poor Joseph, locked up in a cell
Things ain't going well, hey, locked up in a cell
Poor poor Joseph, locked up in a cell
Things ain't going well, hey, locked up in a cell
Locked up in a cell.