Together they formed a steeple

by Ginger Ozawa   Jun 13, 2011


In my wettest dreams
I saw Mother Mary
strip dancing to me
Joseph was so jealous
and then came Jesus

God was simply flying in the sky
then God hanged himself with a billion rosaries
I couldn't recall if I saw anyone cry
they called detectives to investigate
they didn't seem to here the clock tick
when the detectives came to report the next day
they said there were about a billion convicts

Jesus went to the funeral services
and was shocked to see his dad in about a billion pieces
the next day they distributed the shadows
every piece was so cold and hollow,
but it was a warm and lovely thing for the shallow

Jesus sat beside me
and suddenly I couldn't see
when I opened my eyes,
I saw a lot of people
looking up into the sky
and together they formed a steeple

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