Man Made Images
A work in progress is a wonder
No wonder God loves us so
In Baalalala the natives make gods
From ivory soap
You can never be too clean on Sundays
Deities come in all shapes and sizes
Pocket Jesus is all the rage on all the islands
Towers of Babels are constructed around the world
Shaped from the finest balsa wood
Some reach as far as Mars
Come in mufti-flavors and languages
In Maltaluma fruit gods are carved with spoons
Formed from gelatinous fruit
Eaten only with clean fingers
Chocolate gods know no boundaries
Created in shapes of sin
Man makes god in his favorite image
Hollow inside, covered in gold plate
It's called a cow
They worship it when in trouble
It does not work that well
Union rules forbid it
Clearly stated in their by-laws
“No miracles of any kind by the cow”
“No milk”…. “No how”
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