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[title] => Fat Reprobate Manly Heat Rash
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[bodytext] => The prayerman told the boy to repent And the boy told him that he was just preaching to the molested choir The prayerman told the churchgoers to tithe And they told him to sell his Rolex I laughed when you said that the Bible was a myth And I scoffed when you declared true love to be a lie You told me that I haven’t a dime in my bank account And I thanked you for your two cents The prayerman told the wild islanders to believe And they told him that they first must see The prayerman told the heathens to give thanks And they told him to offer substance instead of words Your metamorphosis Is hideous Caterpillars are more beautiful Than the most colorful butterflies Because caterpillars are unique And butterflies only mimic their predators He was shocked when the Jew would not consider Jesus He was appalled when the blasphemite would not bow the knee If the prayerman can live up to his own standards Then the camel can walk through the eye of a needle Secrets and lies Beautiful eyes Show me your filth If I see a flaw I’ll know it’s the truth We looked at the prayerman’s medical sheet And saw that he was dying of a gay venereal disease Fat reprobate manly heat rash The last breath of a prayerman He told himself to ask for forgiveness one last time And then he saw for himself that there was a tunnel with no light [comments] => 1 [counter] => 197 [topic] => 13 [informant] => kratur [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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