PROTESTANT CATHOLIC
All ye that enter the church abandon all hope
You may want to marry but the rules says nope
However, you can have all the children you can grope
And you will get protection and cover from the pope
They make you take orders and wear a frock
Then they get all-uptight and go into shock
When in front of children you produce your cock
Then they hide you away in amongst the flock

They deny it; they really do it so neat
You do wrong and they put you in retreat
But the children you molest and even beat
Lose the will to live and end up on the street
It is a mystery to say the least
How some people turn into a beast?
The animal within them is soon released
All because they made them a priest

These people are supposed to be our rock
We all know that is just a crock
When the devil within is unlocked
Another child’s life goes into hock
Next time you go to mass
Ask them where they get the brass
To stand and spout such crass
That makes their religion look an ass

Hey pope, you, I don’t want to worry
If you don’t want your religion to end up in the slurry
Do something now, and in a hurry
You have to let your priest’s marry
MICMAC

Michael Micmac Mccrory

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