Tele-Crooks for Christ

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Men of Cloth
God comes for you
He command you, want you
To be crooks for Christ
Rob us Oh Jesus,
The poor, the helpless, the old, the sick
Come rob us Tele-Crooks for Christ.
Jerry, Jimmy, Billy, Pat
Why do you steal from us,
Oh Tele-Crooks for Christ?
If there’s divine justice, surely you would die,
Oh Tele-Crooks for Christ.
Fall from Grace
Fall One
Fall All
Fall from the human race
To my wicked place
So I can torment your unholy face
Tele-Crooks for Christ.

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PoisonBeautyPoisonBeautyover 19 years ago
You Rawk!

Great poem, well written. You have my approval!

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