Religion

Tick tock,
The bible says,
Softly by the shore.

Read my tome,
And read it twice,
Don't dare second guess for more.

The joy and love,
So clear and free,
Just enough to share.

For when it comes,
To the end of day,
Your prayers are then for sure.

Oh pray for me,
Kiss my boot!
You can't possibly ignore.

The wonderful joy,
And love is free,
Not free enough to share.

Those that follow,
Without a care,

The misery they must blissfully ignore!


Oh for on the blessed sunday,
I pray for more more more,
But certainly don't break your vow for then you get no more!

Oh I love the day!
What sunny walls that melt red in my grave,
I can't wait for more this time to come.

 

Fucking parasites

◄ Overwhelming

The gift of life ►

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