Homily from The Bitterroot by Everything in Pen

In this row on the right
I’m sure I’ve been here before
Check the wood
Are my initials carved here somewhere
Sit kneel stand sit kneel stand
Mouth the words you don’t know
Prayers are tumbling out
Forgotten not forgotten
And then the priest
He stands up for the homily
What would he say
On this glorious glorious day

Merry Christmas
I wish you well
Merry Christmas
You’re burning in hell
You’re a sinner
You’re no one
In the name of the Father and Son

And there’s a culture of sin
That your children swim in
And the devil
His fishhooks are everywhere
He wants to get you to say
Being gay is ok
And the other religions
They could be true
We all know
That living is sometimes hard
But if you go and kill yourself
Well then the devil’s won

Don’t forget
Mary was pure and ever virgin
She’s not like you not like you
And she may intercede when you pray
It won’t mean that she approves

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