Black and white robes cluster,
flustered,
they're busted,
crusts on the lustre,
beliefs fostered and doctored,
revised and updated,
slated thirst for
waited for words,
uttered,
spluttered by nutters,
who mutter firmament
and foment sweaty intent,
teeth whitened
and heaven sent,
they dispense
in their defence
nonsensical
Hyde and Jekyll
slap and tickle,
indecisive and fickle
two part fart
crapping out,
nowt,
a revivalist shout,
exclaimed by exclamation,
excrement
and defecation,
don't claim to heal the sick,
you prick,
my gorge rises,
the tight misers
who inhabit high rises,
wisest of guises,
that hide in plain sight,
steal credit for healing
the plight
of the blight,
from glorified boxes
waning and waxing
ultimately quite taxing.
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