Friday, August 11, 2023

Parthenogenesis of Mary

 

She was a vestal twat

That begat the Lie

Where myths go to rot

And truth misapply. 


Oh, ye Virgin Mary

For who lay with Ghosts

To keep thy insurrectionary

A solemn Easter toast.


A Shepherd’s Tale 

And an old carpenter

Who became an adopted blackmail

To allegory and extortioner. 















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