The pious pie squared
With erudite crumbs
By worthy chefs before me;
Topped with faith, theory
And porous facts;
Sliced by a dead president
In a top hat;
Tainted finger wagging
My tail
From school to jail;
Loaded bus painted
Greed, white and blue;
Driven at the speed of life
By an atheist
Who once knew God;
Then traded his peace
For ten pounds of sin
And a nuclear warhead....
~ P
(#TenPoundsofSin)
3/21/14
Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC
The pious pie squared
With erudite crumbs
By worthy chefs before me;
Topped with faith, theory
And porous facts;
Sliced by a dead president
In a top hat;
Tainted finger wagging
My tail
From school to jail;
Loaded bus painted
Greed, white and blue;
Driven at the speed of life
By an atheist
Who once knew God;
Then traded his peace
For ten pounds of sin
And a nuclear warhead....
~ P
(#TenPoundsofSin)
3/21/14
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