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contains politics and the word of god
DO NOT GO ANY FURTHER
Devine Revelation is not for everyone
Into the valley, ho, ho, ho
rode all the colored horses
Oh, what chaos they'll bring
'n' I is waitin' fo' de king
'n' I is waitin' fo' de king
Well here come de sandal man!
Well here come de sandal man!
causin' quite a scandal, man!~
changing Starbucks Latte to diner coffee
- man I'll have a cuppa that Jesus Joe,
as I watch
him kick Newt Gingrich's ass
'cuse me, you did what?
when you were perscutin' Clinton's ass
-sorry ass hypocritical fuck
Yowza here come de Yahwah's son
"Have you heard the WORD?" he says
Falwell's gone to hell, sodomised by some
devil in a Tinky-Winky suit, gomorrahised too."
Whoa, gimme another cup
an' a big dose of righteous smiting
fo' that fuck Rudeee Giuliani
Now, me 'n the son o man
laughin' our asses off
Gore wins the Nobel Prize:
som'body nominated Rush Limbaugh?
fo' wat? Abuse of prescription drugs?
Gimme dat ole time religion
Gimme dat ole time religion
Don't need no later day saints
Gimme dat ole time religion
Saint Christopher good enuff fo' me
"I say take religion out of the schoolyards
put it back on the dashboard where it belongs"
O golly gee
hovah! Right on!
"Now who was that moron
who wanted the ten commandments
planted on the courtyard lawn -
don't tell me, I'm god, I ought to know-
couldn't name five of them, I think
he stumbled on three
(probably has the same trouble
with the Bill of Rights)
for you an 11th - THOU SHALT NOT BE DUMB"
Gimme dat ole time religion
Gimme dat ole time religion
Gimme dat ole time Bill O' Rights
Good enuff fo' me
"Now my father in heaven
is old and pissy, tired
of you lame-asses invoking
his name, then doing what
the fuck you want. He's
got 4 horsemen chaffing
at the bit - and I got
my chaps and cowboy boots
on.-Yee-fuckin-haw"
Jesus! he looks just like Mel Gibson
back in his road warrior days.
Ho, ho, ho, valleys and shadows,
excuse me, Reverend Al
the Son of Man wants
a WORD with you too!
Do your chaps chaffe as you wait the signal to ride on across the apocalyptic landscape? Who do you choose to be?
War, Famine, Pestilence or Death? Perhaps, as poet you can ride all four and finally, cheer on Gawd as he consumes the sinners in a lake of fire. ...
Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth but no one speaks of the mouthy bugger who's gonna take the good china.
I liked this one G. It's a really punchy lesson in both morality, politics and poetry. Nicely combined into, not so much a rant or diatribe but an illustration of how misinterpretation could lead those on the throne to believe they belong in the court.
Religion as the clown car at the circus, it seemed like the clowns were never going to stop coming out of the car. Speaking of cars, loved
"I say take religion out of the schoolyards
put it back on the dashboard where it belongs"
There are an awful lot of poets that should read this but won't.
I'm never quite sure who you're taking the piss out of though.
bb