Found Jesus the other day
She found Jesus the other day,
And he was taller than what his pictures say
And he talked about you, yeah,
Yeah, he did.
Hey, but he blathers a lot,
millions Google pages he got,
But again,
He spoke of you raptly
As if re-writing his beliefs, his sermons,
his history.
Or perhaps, he didn’t do talking himself
it was his other half.
Looks like we’ve got the better of him
Who spoke, laughed, and shouted
on behalf:
Never mind the blows or rain
Or who looks after whose pain
Talent-less I am goin’ to walk
Through.
Wing-less I am goin’ to halk
Across.
