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Easter in the Holy City

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I clutch the bottle tight to my chest.
Got the rickets, the rash,
But I'm feeling all right. Now I've had a sniff of the party juice,
Dancing now; shaking me balls fast and loose.

Hey Hebey Pass the bong on Over;
Hey Christian take a snort of this shit;
Hey Abdul time to take a brew or two.

Easter in the Holy City can be a good day.
Just forget the nailed bearded bastard for a time.
Relax and turn your blood into wine.


Poet Larryette
Jewusaislam
1993
Comments (3)add comment

Venting Wasabi said:

I reckon if the Temple Mount and Jew-russia-lem itself were bulldozed and paved and turned into a parking lot then Middle East peace might be a little closer.
April 06, 2007

Herr Fuckhead said:

If we had some more nudie pics of Tzippi and Condi I'd reckon we'd all be ready for some peace!

Just Imagine those two lapping each others twats.

Man. I've made a mess just thinking about it.
April 06, 2007

No covenent with Satan said:

How about a big parade right down the middle of your fucking street?
October 05, 2010

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