G.O.D Investments Poem by Mark Fullick

Sponsorship is the new religion, and it’s taking over from the old ones, whatever next?

G.O.D INVESTMENTS

I know a London vicar
He’s a sight to behold,
Every time I see him
My blood runs cold.

It says Levi on his shoulders
And Suzuki on his back,
On his front it says for quick exhausts
Phone Bath and ask for jack.

When he throws his arms up in the air
He’s a blaze of neon lights,
They say Clairol Tints Vidal Sassoon
And Pretty Polly Tights.

Yes G.O.D’s gone P.l.C so buy some stocks and shares,
He’s 2.2 up 1.6 we’ll all be millionaires.

The Sunday sermon’s one of woe
And investment trouble’s,
It’s sponsored by Coco Cola
And chocolate filled with bubbles.

Now Joseph’s coat of many colours
Would have stayed and never faded,
If he had washed at 40
And used fairy radiated.

Yes G.O.D’s gone P.l.C so buy some stocks and shares
He’s 6.6 up 4.2 we’ll all be millionaires.