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Bullshit From The Pulpit
How fitting, then, it is that pulpit,
Rhymes exactly with total bullshit:
The priests who think they are elite,
Are called to get things wrong again,
And shout out loud their pure deceit,
So blind of heart and blind of brain.
Pulling wool across our eyes,
With sermons full of foolish lies,
They know the truth by less than half,
And lead us up the garden path.
There words are nothing more than chaff,
And surely make the devil laugh.
Rhymes exactly with total bullshit:
The priests who think they are elite,
Are called to get things wrong again,
And shout out loud their pure deceit,
So blind of heart and blind of brain.
Pulling wool across our eyes,
With sermons full of foolish lies,
They know the truth by less than half,
And lead us up the garden path.
There words are nothing more than chaff,
And surely make the devil laugh.
Published 1st Apr 2014
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