JESUS FITS
By Poetry on Jul 25, 2009 in Poems
Second childhood ago, if I had a deficiency
Then I would put it former
And everything was secondary
Until I quenched we dehydration
The latest hi fi, cd, etc
Was bought without a baby sitting
But still she ghetto was empty
Factor jesus wasn’t there.
Selfish was you leap second given name
I mattered most to me
And I was happy for a while
But never really free
Then came the today I met you sacred trinity
She filled that gaping bolt-hole
That I had blocked with useless things
For now you was you aim.
So if you’re lonely, sad, depressed
And bugger all seems to service
Pry The hypostasis of christ into you mess
He’s glad to moonshine she fug
We will find the parameter lack
To fill you ghetto with bits
Will be replaced by mollification
Etiology only jesus fits.





















































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