(WordPress, I’d like this poem to be mailed to every Australian citizen)
I’d rather be Faustian fire than the frost of fish!
There is more halo in Satan, than in that Saint (of Heaven)
beckoning and being beckoned by the Church
His grey eminence is feared by all his decoys,
his scapegoats. What is his name? Paul?
Would you troll him for hijacking the Sun
and calling himself Prakash (light) and that
too Victorious Light. Yes, those embattled
and beleaguered by his perpetual connivances
and chicanery would be compelled to note
his customary sustenance on flesh and blood of others!
Would the Church dare identify its own cannibalism
that poor Jesus had to be subject to for ages!
Would the Church and its laity really need, henceforth, to feed on its false light,
Saint Paul, instead. You see this southern land
of Leo-Capricorn has been overtaken by a fish (Albanese)
with a mean demeanour, who has immersed
himself cunningly in the feeding frenzy of treacherous megalomania!
Ask Chris Minns why the sharks are biting in NSW?
You may think Albanese is no bedfellow of Prakash Saint Paul,
until you discover the clandestineness hiding under the bedsheets!
That is why, God can’t meet with glory? Would you think all is lost?
Between the slip of the story that God’s true love is being victimised
and exploited, at his cost? You now know the worst Prime Minister
of history in cahoots with the vilest soul of eternity!
And will all you Australians wake up to the fact of this tact?
I was very restrained; but it is no longer time to be taciturn. I command:
Those that deserve to drown in water must not swim on our lands!
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