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It's Your Party, With No Cover Charge

It's your party bopping the gristle    
of sanctimonious heathens  
with no cover charge  
Hats off to the body-snatchers  
in delirium's sweet memories    
of intoxication  
Welcome to my hidey-hole  
of puddings and veins  
and hypocrites    
as Jesus resurrects  
Farewell you sinners  
forget the afterlife  
What awaits you  
is a kiln with eternal strife.
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