Stuck in that Pagan Rut?
If you find yourself unwittingly
Affirming some perversity
By employing certain euphemisms
To decorate something truly sinful,
You got to buck up and repent!
Done got off on the wrong bent,
Leaning too far over for others,
Getting stuck in that pagan rut
Where you can’t figure out the right
From the wrong like the guy with the bong
Who smokes and sings some stupid song
About weed and babbles some freedom screed.
No, there is no joy in the freedom to sin
Except for maybe that hot, flashing second!
Then off you go to the Land of Consequence
Where remorse and misery together dwell
On that nasty path you trod en route to hell.
1509 on 2 April, 2022
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