I am a baker paid to bake.
I sell to customers public.
A gay couple ordered a cake.
The very thought did make me sick.
I believe the Bible does say
That homosexuality
Is a sin in every way.
So I refuse them my pastry.
The gays then did file a complaint.
The system forced me to bake for
Gays, with no religious restraint.
Oh Lordy, I am peeved galore.
I fought the law and the law won.
He really takes the cake - my son!
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