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Throne In Heaven

If melodies from heaven rain down on me This would not be angel pee If heaven is the place for our souls No one there would be or need a bum hole There is no need for bathrooms Heaven is not hot is not cool It’s the perfect climate for us all For who would clean the toilet stall Spirits come but they don’t go But if they did let it flow It would not be stinky stuff But fragrant like flowers lilies love And if the thrown was set just so You know where the poo would go A magic chute to send it down Where sinners seeds would surely frown. The thrown in heaven is not the john But holy a seat the lord sits on. THE THROWN IN HEAVEN CONTEST 10/12/2021 SPONSOR JACK WEBSTER

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