A Cynic's Meal (Stick It To Em) Poem by soren Barrett

A Cynic's Meal (Stick It To Em)

Put your piety in your pocket
Get off your cross we need the lumber
When you're around they say lock it
You bow saying no one's humbler

Even the priest has cross eyes
A penny for the poor a pound for clerisy
Pigs live in butcher's sties
Greed devours charity

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