Red Cum

Red Cum
On the butt cheeks of the savior
Lying on the rocks
Weeping softly
Sobbing gentle as the forest brook
Station after station
He fell and he rose
Now he’s lying there
With anal woes

Who done this to Jesus
Son of the true God
Who hath forsaken the Christ child
On this unholy Monday
Jesus reads my thoughts
With his holy telepathy
Like Charles Xavier with hair
Who fucked your savior?
Shall I tell thee little lamb?!?
He slipped me a note
And vanished in smoke

I woke up in bed
With a crumpled up piece of paper in my hand
From a yellow legal pad
Written in red crayon
There was but one word to read
“Walmart”