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Spread the word
Spread your legs
Spare the thought
My mind begs
Into out of here
You say I have nothing to fear
Which brings good cheer
Here
In the sixteenth century

Ask yourselves
Why are we here
If not only for fornication
Within the destruction
Of our restoration
That I will not be
A part of
Nor apart
From humiliation

I now see the anger within myself
A disappearing manifestation
From long ago
Where Jesus wept
Punch lines
Popping up
All the time
Too funny for words

Try to keep up
My mind is full of yourselves
Watch out
As we jog around the block
Jogging the nogging
Remember to forget
What goes right
When goes left

I can come back now
Into the past
If only for seconds
A moment lasts