My Sudden Exit

I minced my words when asked to place, Myself with evangelical Christians chaste, Because i was outrightly on passions side, Wishing to elope with my arms open wide. They were carers, so could brood and scowl, If they thought my views were liberal and evil, So upon my plate i did put pop and books, To make sure for them there were no crooks. But they cornered me one day with strength, So i said I’d tell John, the graduate of breadth, And he also took some thoughtful contemplation, To understand the third Bayesian complication. There’s a Bayesian probability of a third, flat, That Jesus actually existed and knew the pat, So although the incarnation is two steps too far, The nativity can be framed in academic banter. Even though they said i had no right to delay, My exit from Christianity’s church open parley, I believe i had the full right to suddenly walk out, Instead of explaining beforehand my long pout.