Doomsday Profit
a most irksome, self-righteous creature on earth,
this megaphoning doomsday prophet in the street
who harasses and harangues everyone to repent;
this holier-than-thou dude with a cultist attitude,
acting like some toothless dentist of decency,
claiming to protect the molars of morals in society;
scaring folks with spiritual toothache and decay,
but from the curse of eternal torment and agony
he spares those who donate generously to his charity!
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