Filthy Saints

Like the POLILIEANS, they mouth sweet us all

for the mission of their bucket and these lies lie on their lips all.

“Pleasure unspeakable; Bliss without end”

They preach. But alternation, their deeds tend!

Friars of a name, they prove the faith to be

but cockroach of a cupboard, their deeds bee.

Their saintly pretenses, fake us to a fool

and we swim in these lagoon-muds for a pool.

As dark as Koro Eshin; so are their mind!

Yet, they claim the dove like-mind.

As corny as the tortoise of a story,

so are their pranks, like the white’s lorry. 

Like the ghost of a dream is to man after a wake,

so are their claims after the preach of a lake.

Though, they sing strength of straightness; a way

but their crocket ways; a path forbidden to lay.

Even as their dainty dish, chameleon into slice,

their title of a heavenly sent, flag the air eyes.

This makes the eyes of the earth to see

them as gods of God here on this earth sea.

We call them stars of heaven;

but Trickstars, they really are in this haven!

No wonder! fore-sight of earthly gain, they, the most vision;

making frivolities to blind-fold their initial eternal vision!

Though, they may prove from now till morrow as pristine

but their stained shut, smut still indiscipline!

Now it is eminent; A time to stop these sinning helmets.

A time for the Most-High to fetch these elements.

Turn, Turn and Turn the U turn for a change!

For he is doomed that fools the world for the bucket’s change!

See to sing rightly again the song of your true saintly key

for the jaw of hell is impatiently open to receive thee!

  

Sir Dan                                07061967063

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Filthy Saints