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Skool of Athiest

It was my first year of school
my was I the fool
I still laugh and think how cruel
but instead I'll think twice
and pretend it was nice
After all it was the school of Christ
The priest that had taught me
Gave me a crayon and fought me
To color inside of the lines
And when I questioned why
He looked at me so sly
"If you don't you WILL go to hell, don't cry"
I dried the tears and thought for a while
HE then hit me.....I gave in with a smile
"Priest , can you color in the lines?"
He replied "Of course I can"
"God will guide my hand"
and pulled out a crayon and tried
and when he was done
he looked far none
"God guided my hand and kept it from the overrun"
"Thats not so bad, you did not even blink"
"Thats not so bad for a man who cannot think"
For I have a mind of my own
I cannot help it if you lost your tone
For if God wants me to be
Whatever I want to be
He will give me the crayon and tell me to run

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