Church of Pain V2
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Church of Pain V2
Jesus carves a hollow in you,
builds Himself a place to live.
Scuttling ushers take up offering,
ransom for the rebel King.
When my time comes I'll bite the biscuit,
wash it with a sup of wine.
Tell Mother Mary how I'm sorry
to have hurt her baby boy.
He carves a hollow in the breast,
crawls inside to live.
Scuttling butlers with silver plates
take up offering.
Tear-streaked mascara, your
hair an apostasy of tangles,
I bite the Eucharist.
This is the way we say sorry.
builds Himself a place to live.
Scuttling ushers take up offering,
ransom for the rebel King.
When my time comes I'll bite the biscuit,
wash it with a sup of wine.
Tell Mother Mary how I'm sorry
to have hurt her baby boy.
He carves a hollow in the breast,
crawls inside to live.
Scuttling butlers with silver plates
take up offering.
Tear-streaked mascara, your
hair an apostasy of tangles,
I bite the Eucharist.
This is the way we say sorry.
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Re: Church of Pain
Sorry, I don’t know how to read this... I get the satiric last line, but not the other ones.
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Re: Church of Pain
Thanks for reading Bob.Any poem that needs explaining fails, imho.
Re: Church of Pain
Different anecdotes stringed together makes up the poem.
Seems unconnected,
Seems unconnected,
meenas17
Re: Church of Pain
Some good lines Kenneth. I don't think this has failed, just needs a bit of work.
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