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Every church member, it would serve them right
If they found themselves homeless on the street
Where upon everywhere friendly devil worshippers they would meet
Who told them they had food to share to eat
If only they would bow their heads in prayer
As the devil worshippers prayed their reverence to the air
With the devil being in the detail
And then told them they would not fail
But would provide the homeless food and clothing if only they would come
To where the devil worshippers dwelled
To sit and sing in the pew
While the devil worshippers praised you- to their favorite Lord
Then provided a place to sleep
In a hall full of devil symbols with a comfortable bed made up neat
And before they had left
Provided the devils Holy book for study, saying it could be kept
With an invitation to the next Sundays teachings
Where a meal is to be served after the devils preaching and sermon to the world
With the sermon explaining that trouble only comes
To those who have not yet accepted to worship the devils son
Every church member it would serve them right
For one mans idea of God is another mans devil
One mans morals can be another mans vice
And help given in the form of carrot and stick
Is itself a wickedness and most of all an immoral trick
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