This Spring:
Our Lord will be wearing
A rustic 2 piece,
(Accessorized with 9 inches of Roman iron)
Made from locally sourced wood,
A jaunty little headpiece,
Shame,
Humility,
Love,
The sins of the world,
And nothing else.
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