Super Moderator TheRedneckProfessor Posted March 21, 2014 Super Moderator Posted March 21, 2014 As the widow dies And the orphan cries They lift the cup Up to the skies And drink a toast To their righteousness On the blood of christ Whom they confess. 1
Adam5 Posted March 21, 2014 Posted March 21, 2014 Nice poem, if ok, I'll try an alternative. The collection plate buys The priest hot pies They lift the cup Up to the skies And drink a toast And eat a biscuit To the wafer God And a man in a pretty dress
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