All around the box
Just but a hoax
That has smothered our society like smallpox
A littl' bad, love wouldn't coax?
It is early days yet
And the clay is but still wet
Already, infidels seem to fret
Nevertheless, we know He who said these things is great!
Fast
Thrust
Rust
Rest assured all He ever said will one day, be in the past!
26 September 2021
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