Thursday, April 9, 2009

Time < Creativity


I'm gonna catch up on this blog soon... I swear. Stay tuned.

Meanwhile, in light of the holiday...enjoy

Away in a graveyard, a stone overhead
The zombie lord Jesus is raised from the dead
The bones and the corpses are at his command
And rise like their master to swarm o'er the land!

The women are screaming, then running away
Poor Mary and Martha are gnawed where they lay
I fear thee, lord Jesus, your curs├ęd undeath
With worms in your bowels and rot on your breath.

Have mercy, lord Jesus, don't eat me today
Next year I'll be bigger, I promise! I pray
Some shaman or rabbi or priestess or such
Will stake you and save us from your deadly touch.

3 comments:

Dr Zibbs said...

Like I always say - Jesus will get you everytime.

Dr Zibbs said...

What happened to all the other comments?

Oh.

Anonymous said...

Cool. Jesus loves you...