Poor me poor you
Look left
Look right
What do you see?
Whats under the tree?
To the left is a new church
To the right is a new church
In the middle is a prayer group
They all promise heavenly soup
We are at their mercy
Poor me poor you
There is a church of this
There is a church of that and this
You donate ten percent
This denotes stern penance
The preacher gets rich
Prepares a good lying speech
Scares you with fire and brimstone
You give your precious green stone
We are at their mercy
Poor me poor you
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