JESUS FITS

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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