Here Comes Summer

 

a sunny day in Glasgow rarity really for sure
 it signals to the locals time for sunbathing
it won't be around for long then back to rain
I cross the bridge to the park, a green space
It's the busiest I've ever seen it, an invasion
The green is hard to see because of gaudy colours
Men in pink shirts and yellow shorts bask like sharks
Everyone of them a sexual predator, I am disgusted
They drool as they start looking for young flesh
And there is plenty of that on show; Glasgow's finest
Who will give it up oh so cheaply after cheap wines
The sun splits the pavements, tarmac steams mist
That smells of burnt rubber and road killed humans
Such a delightful smell, it almost gives me wood
I scan the parks throng, seeing Glaswegians at play
Her summer top wilfully showing too much flesh
Look at her, breasts out suddenly it's a nudist park
Bikini bottoms and daisy dukes walk wiggling their asses,
Like fucked in the head cat walk models ready to blow
They wink and they slut smile but only at the men folk
I see them for what they are surely god can't be happy


All bright eyed and bushy tailed looking for nuts
They strut and pout like two dollar cheap hookers
I feel all their sinful imaginings I'm motivated by rage
The mean are sexual deviants from grey hair to no hair
They will fuck anyone with a pulse, possibly some without
The woman are no better; whores, Satan's filthy sluts
They peddle their wares; vaginas, Tits and damnation
They will all meet there demise and be sent to Hell
Some sooner than others but all must be punished
I talk to the Lord God Almighty and he is not happy
but still he allows them to strut around like whores
the male peacocks might as well expose themselves
The sun shines brightly but I only see the darkness
The darkness of sin and sexual depravity, it's ugly
It's time for God's servants to take appropriate action
The world now on its moral knees needs to be cleansed
I roam the park considering options that are available
Oh so many that need to hear his voice as I often do
They need salvation from their evil degrading ways
I get a tingle as I innocently watch and mingle
that's why I am roaming around and about

People relax with picnics of shop bought sandwiches
All washed down with alcho-pops and strong tonic wine
On a day like this they are all out and about; too busy
Single parents with prams and so many benefit cheats
People who are not sick phone their employers being sick
Old people avoid the park, drunk horny men spells trouble
There's the occasional fight breaking out: cock fighting
The sun starts to dip it's light wasted on the park scum
They start to evaporate, the crowd thins itself down
Not appreciating the exquisiteness of twilight time
This is my favourite time, most folks off to the bars
It all quietens down And God will show me a saveable soul
In the semi darkness of twilight it's time for his light to shine
As a servant of God I must obey his words and his choices

There she was a vision, such a pretty little thing
long blonde hair, stunning blue eyes, seems too pretty
to be a slut whore, but My Lord God makes no mistakes
He only works in mysterious ways to those that know him not
She's wearing a see through white top and a black bra
Not a good look unless you are a dirty, cheap prostitute
She's wearing denim shorts, rather frayed at the legs
I look more deeply I can see her panties, a white frill
She stands up to wave at someone: Ass cheeks on display
She sits down again, it is clear I must save her from sin
I walk slowly towards her hands firmly in my pockets
Getting much closer, I put on my latex gloves silently
Well I must, I don't want that filthy whores fluids on me
I am in touching distance, I gently touch her hair, I smile
She leans back and takes numerous selfies on her phone
What a vain little slut, but judgement has come for her

So much for a rare bright and sunny day in Glasgow
I move in quietly with arms and hands that try to hug
I have the power of Christ and a chloroform cloth
Struggling is short lived and as always futile; in the van
It's at time like these she'll wish I was just a rapist
and not Gods servant, a sinner killer and taker of souls
the torture will be long, bloody and brutal
if it's worth doing it's worth doing well
I will cleanse her in her own blood
Her salvation formed by her screams

The next time you decide to go to the park
On a sunny day in Glasgow I would give you some advice
Men; Put your cocks away, I do male sluts as well
Women : Dress appropriately no flesh on show
Let me hear an AMEN!