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The Second Coming of God

The good book does call for the second coming Beyond the gates he does show his face cunning The drip of the water that beads on his head Holy water from the veins of the dead Dark is he with ears pronounced To hear the fall of those announced His beaded nose to smell the fear As he lines his pockets with your soul so near Your children will fall for his precious spell As he whistled with glee steering boats to hell His empire will rise like the 4th Reich fuels As his moustache no longer is needed to rule Instead he is kind or at least he seems As the leader of evil will make your child scream He will deceive as you enter his land of kind As you sell your soul to relieve your mind Today is the day the second coming comes true Today you will kneel to a rodent so cruel As you slip your dual ears to look like him Say you holy rosaries and submit your kin Put your white gloves on to cover your black For Mickey Mouse is your God and the ruler of tact

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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