237 – Oh, God

Oh, God

Oh, God, why,
we’ve all got our struggles,
don’t we?

My uncle’s a career alcoholic
and sometimes I work too hard.
This is just your cross to bear.

But hey!
Some of my best work friends
are gay and they seem fine.

You’ll be great. Just don’t
take the Body in your sodomite mouth
(if they’ll let you).

Kidding, kidding! But really:
please stick to the grape juice
and don’t drink directly from the Cup.

There are others
to think about,
don’t you know.

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