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♗  ♗  ♗  ♗  ♗  ♗  ♗ Hopery, changery, stranger-than-strangery tip the good vicar your hat— as he sits with Obama, the global Gautama indulging in neighborly chat. Popery, popery, changery-hopery grant the old Pontiff his wish. Then summon a bishop to season and dish up a kettle of catechized fish. Changery, hopery—swing from the ropery, garnish the Vatican stew. The Cardinals compassed, the media rumpused the Protestants joined in, too… Fakery, changery, safety in dangery lack of direction was lost as it became clear that no concord was near and the threshold of lunacy crossed. Changery-hopery, soap-on-a-ropery, buy the Obama a beer. Let the Lord’s liberation enlighten our nation as forums and quorums get queer. Hopery, changery, babe-in-a-mangery hail the immaculate mess; until limbo is purged and repentance is urged and the canonized con-men confess. Babilo-mockery, roll with the rockery kiss the pontificate ring; til’ the old Argentinian wax Constantinian causing Gods angels to sing. Jiggery-pokery fooling the folkery monkery second to none… what was once sacrilegious is now a religious conventional focus of fun. Papacy, lunacy piping the tunacy Father goose mothered the egg – but it cracked in the nest while the stupefied West lit a match to a gunpowder keg. Yessiree/nopery—smoking the dopery opiates dulling the masses who bow genuflecting, with candles reflecting the shine of their Latinate ***** Fakery funkery, pachyderm trunkery hierophants never forget but the clown and his trainer cut loose the restrainer and cancelled the circus’s debt. Piggery, smokery, tighten the chokery offer the refugees bacon; their mullahs may howl with a slaughterhouse scowl but the empire’s free for the takin’…
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 1:51 PM UTC
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Yes We (in) CAN (tation)
♗  ♗  ♗  ♗  ♗  ♗  ♗ Hopery, changery, stranger-than-strangery tip the good vicar your hat— as he sits with Obama, the global Gautama indulging in neighborly chat. Popery, popery, changery-hopery grant the old Pontiff his wish. Then summon a bishop to season and dish up a kettle of catechized fish. Changery, hopery—swing from the ropery, garnish the Vatican stew. The Cardinals compassed, the media rumpused the Protestants joined in, too… Fakery, changery, safety in dangery lack of direction was lost as it became clear that no concord was near and the threshold of lunacy crossed. Changery-hopery, soap-on-a-ropery, buy the Obama a beer. Let the Lord’s liberation enlighten our nation as forums and quorums get queer. Hopery, changery, babe-in-a-mangery hail the immaculate mess; until limbo is purged and repentance is urged and the canonized con-men confess. Babilo-mockery, roll with the rockery kiss the pontificate ring; til’ the old Argentinian wax Constantinian causing Gods angels to sing. Jiggery-pokery fooling the folkery monkery second to none… what was once sacrilegious is now a religious conventional focus of fun. Papacy, lunacy piping the tunacy Father goose mothered the egg – but it cracked in the nest while the stupefied West lit a match to a gunpowder keg. Yessiree/nopery—smoking the dopery opiates dulling the masses who bow genuflecting, with candles reflecting the shine of their Latinate ***** Fakery funkery, pachyderm trunkery hierophants never forget but the clown and his trainer cut loose the restrainer and cancelled the circus’s debt. Piggery, smokery, tighten the chokery offer the refugees bacon; their mullahs may howl with a slaughterhouse scowl but the empire’s free for the takin’…
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You may cover the stench with a potpourri— while you gag, as you finger your rosary. Sacrosanct nourriture… or decayed pourriture? (Other patrons might label it Popery.) Though the tepidly Protestant matron of a church that is stagnant and state-run does not care about Luther, We’ll bother to truth her with Calvin or Knox as our patron. Though the Vatican’s bottomless coffers make some very un-Lutheran offers, I would rather talk Tetzel (with beer and a pretzel) and drink with the rebels and scoffers. We forget that the birth of the Kirk was a vicious, un-Catholic work One recalls ****** Mary… and Knox was no faerie. His doctrine drove Satan berserk. Many chairmen, deficient in wit who on flimsy theologies sit with no justification hate predestination, reviling it more than a bit. Barthelemy (in French: St. Bartholomew) was unpleasant, as most of the martyrs knew Roman Catholic correction or violent deception? In heaven, they’re getting the overview… People gag, and then murmur the rosary seeking solace in incense or potpourri you must pardon my French but this damnable stench smells like nothing so much as like Popery.
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Apr 10, 2017
Apr 10, 2017 at 5:59 PM UTC
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Pardon My French
You may cover the stench with a potpourri— while you gag, as you finger your rosary. Sacrosanct nourriture… or decayed pourriture? (Other patrons might label it Popery.) Though the tepidly Protestant matron of a church that is stagnant and state-run does not care about Luther, We’ll bother to truth her with Calvin or Knox as our patron. Though the Vatican’s bottomless coffers make some very un-Lutheran offers, I would rather talk Tetzel (with beer and a pretzel) and drink with the rebels and scoffers. We forget that the birth of the Kirk was a vicious, un-Catholic work One recalls ****** Mary… and Knox was no faerie. His doctrine drove Satan berserk. Many chairmen, deficient in wit who on flimsy theologies sit with no justification hate predestination, reviling it more than a bit. Barthelemy (in French: St. Bartholomew) was unpleasant, as most of the martyrs knew Roman Catholic correction or violent deception? In heaven, they’re getting the overview… People gag, and then murmur the rosary seeking solace in incense or potpourri you must pardon my French but this damnable stench smells like nothing so much as like Popery.
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