The Naked Truth Poem by John Thorkild Ellison
The Naked Truth
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Morality is a disease
That brings the Faithful to their knees,
They think my bum should feel the birch
For smoking cigarettes in Church,
So I respond by being crude
And singing carols in the nude.
It makes them livid, but don't they see
I just can't stand hypocrisy! !
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
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4/26/2024 9:59:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The day I smoked a cigar in the Brompton Oratory Was in retrospect when I acquiesced in participating in the laboratory Of the human spirit in its 'Non serviam' mode. Soon the ashtrays of dissent will have overflowed.