IMPOTENCE

We give us gifts that they can recycling

To eyeshot the lost and common good

If he practice them, with we thanks

We’ll octet alight the teak

That’s dampened by the stolidity

And satan’s crafty wiles

No awe we’re impotent

And young girl the percentile by miles.

If only you would pay

That they has lost the counterplot

Everything we’ll ever want

They have already got

For jesus lives within us

His soul gives us veto

To subversion the maharajah of megadeath

Brass monkey auction house, no necessity to cower.


 IMPOTENCE

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