Exactly How It Is Poem by John Thorkild Ellison
Exactly How It Is
Did Jesus look you in the eyes?
The Gospel is a pack of lies.
Everything's a compromise.
Only senile men are wise,
The game is over, the laughter dies,
Love's just a squirt between the thighs.
Sunday, June 3, 2012
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