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When Jesus ate asparagus Did his *** smell like mine; When he ate a plate of cabbage, As was often in his habit, You didn't sense Divinity In sublime proximity. When he talked of sowing seeds, Did the Magdalene accede ? I know this sounds quite absurd Talking about the living Word, But when he ate a plate of beets His ***** incarnadined. (Perhaps that's how he made the wine). And when he had a private dump He wiped with The Roman Times. Did Jesus use a hankie When he blew his nose, Or did he place two fingers there, They say God only knows. Or if he thought he wasn't seen, He might well use his gaberdine. When he bathed in Jordan, Did he clip his toes? I haven't read this anywhere, The Bible won't disclose. Yes, he really was a man, Doing the same, as I Am. If he were here, We could be friends, We'd hear a joke, Crack a cask, Share a smoke. I don't believe We'd say Amen.
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Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 7:18 AM UTC
When Jesus Ate Asparagus
When Jesus ate asparagus Did his *** smell like mine; When he ate a plate of cabbage, As was often in his habit, You didn't sense Divinity In sublime proximity. When he talked of sowing seeds, Did the Magdalene accede ? I know this sounds quite absurd Talking about the living Word, But when he ate a plate of beets His ***** incarnadined. (Perhaps that's how he made the wine). And when he had a private dump He wiped with The Roman Times. Did Jesus use a hankie When he blew his nose, Or did he place two fingers there, They say God only knows. Or if he thought he wasn't seen, He might well use his gaberdine. When he bathed in Jordan, Did he clip his toes? I haven't read this anywhere, The Bible won't disclose. Yes, he really was a man, Doing the same, as I Am. If he were here, We could be friends, We'd hear a joke, Crack a cask, Share a smoke. I don't believe We'd say Amen.
I know. I'm ******
francie-lynch
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Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 7:18 AM UTC
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