Push-Ups For Jesus: Part Ii

down on the ground in the early morn down on the ground when lunch time rolled around down on the floor when the night time swore to everybody else you know maybe just maybe it’s time to go to sleepy but no no no johnny flexed his muscular physique for the man who he still swore had the plan. one day while oiling up himself in front of the mirror n’ crossing himself while slicking his chest from the father to the son to the holy spirit n’ back down to gripping his superduperjesusconnector he saw in the reflection of the mirror another behind him with a long red pointed tale just like those found in the cartoons that he always swore were based on the same biblical fact cause’ he knew that no one ever really denied that one simple truth---that everybody in spirit always did their own push-ups for jesus. johnny figured that he wasn’t doing enough + he felt he was slipping back into something of a less fit life + what would the man with the plan think of him if his muscles slunk down into spam? he had to work harder he had to buy protein powder he had to spend more hours at getting MUCH MUCH STRONGER for jesus because when the rapture came round johnny doe you know he wanted to be at the front of the line with his oily glistening pecks screaming in the name of mr. loaves of bread n’ fish himself. but that damn pointy-red-tailed thingy kept coming round the gym n’ showing its ugly head in the mirrors taunting johnny like no tomorrow n’ no matter how tight johnny made his buttocks he feared being taken by the character called satan.