The Great Cosmic Muffin Commeth
The Great Cosmic Muffin Commeth
When the Great Muffin comes
It will arrive with casinos all in chains
In Chaos with Chance, its lover, dressed in games
Rolled in by dice on a cloud of rain and a grain of rice
Children will bring butter to the table on that day
Ready to eat the Holy
Parimutuels will all be placed to win
Syrians will refrain from gambling
Remain on borders hungering to get in
Mary will stand at attention
Step on a serpents head, crush it and pray
Congregations will turn each card over
Look up to heaven for guidance
When The Great Muffin comes
Jesus will be waiting in the corner with a sword
Cut down all false gods before serving lunch
Great Cosmic Muffins go well with butter
Taste even better when they commeth for supper
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