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PRAISE THE LORD

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The Low Word's Prayer Foul Farter, whose fart killed Heaven,
Howard be thy name.
Sly king of scum,
that spills from bum.
A turd, as pissed upon by seven.
Give us this stale old mouldy bread.
And give us our festered mess,
As we forgive those our festered anus.
And lead us not into liberation,
But deliver us to evil,
For swine in the kingdom,
grasping power,
and vainglory,
for ever and ever.
Amen.

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Anonymous said:

Mr Chato there is a special place in hell reserved for blasphemers like you...



It's called Australia 2005 and it seems to be punishing you very nicely!



God

C/O the cunt upstairs

Heaven.
October 24, 2005

pigsywigsy said:

You take the hero lord high chancellor supreme diety god figure, his emminence, his holyness, his goodness, his preter-natural supernater spiritual super-star status sure fire winner, and provider, his and in all his greaterness, Sir Winifred Howardstonian Smithwitherson Prime Imperator of Australis and all it's states and terroristories in a less than splendid and full glossy sheen shiny light, and you dress the figure with words so beguiling and introspective, so hallucinatory, that your readers are tricked into believing that Our Prime Minister, Your Prime Minister, Their Prime Minister, The Prime Minister isn't, is not, hasn't, will not, will never, can never be, is or in any other way expressed in language the glowing halo like figure of magnificence, the saintly majestic john boy, good boy, johnny good boy come home, Johnny Appleseed, Johnny be good, St John the Baptist, Saint John the revelator, Saint John Howard........you do more damage to the reputation of this prominent Australian, you do harm to the office of Prime Minister, you cast aspersions over the rule of law, we make law, we follow law, we love law, law is good, law is right, more law, the better law, law, law, law, and property, investment, growth, workers working better cheaper, workers working longer cheaper,
workers working, working, working,
for a strong Australia, for a vibrant and sure Australia......You take all these words from the Holy Book, the Holy Howard Bible, the Book of God, from the praisy mary psalm song word singing along to organs happy days in church together......You take the Lords name in vain.  You take the Prime Ministers name in vain, you take and you take and you take....All for your shallow rude amusement, all for you shadowy, spiteful, wry, sneaky surprise....You do this, and you expect to make a difference.  The Australian's in Howardland have spoken, reform, the charter for reform, the bugle horn for reform, reform for the 'right', reform for the wealthy....So you say, that God and Howard are as o­ne in this. Yes indeed!  God and Howard are o­ne & the same.  Howard and God, o­n his right hand sitteth Jesus, and o­n his left hand sitteth the spiky horned devil, that little troll of Australian politics, the silvery tongued snake, the clever manipulator, the man of a thousand lies......For without evil, should we not know good.  For without the hard-right, we should not know the soft hearted puppy-loving wet, and sopping wet left.  It's a hard world, and Howard is a hard cutting, hard taking, hard hard hard man doing what must be done, not standing still, moving ahead, changing society into a mold, making the new Howard-land of fierce competition with the lowest paid workers in the global economy. o­nly God and Howard look down from o­n high....Those lowly workers, Heaven and Earth built in 7 days....Howard the handyman of God building the new empire o­n Earth for the people of God, for the betterment of mankind....Praise, praise, be the name of the Lord, for thine did pick the best plum off the tree and place it in the seat of power in Australia, this plum, this Johnny apple seed, seeding Australia with Law.  The God of law, also the Prime Minister of law. Holy, holy, holy, thy will be done.  Lest we forget and before the setting sun, we hold our hearts and remember the mighty deeds done, things that must be done, by smilingly savage grin, from ear to ear. We like John because he's like us. LOST!

October 25, 2005

TEX LUMBAGO said:

Congrats Piggsy! You win the XenoxNews.com comments award with the best comment ever.



Your complimentary wine glasses can be picked up at the office.



Tex Lumbago

Editor

XenoxNews
October 25, 2005

Chato said:

Faaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrk!
October 25, 2005

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