Emile is away, he has Jane as his defender,
You think they are full of hate,
Are you the Pretender?
He is firm with his position, he moves not but an inch
yet through his steadfast piousness,
You think him but a Grinch.
Will you go to hell?
Who is he to know?
Was it Paul or Peter or John?
That told him where you'll go.
If it was all three, is he really all that bad?
He seems that all he wants, is for us not to be had.
The Man from above, gave him a book you see,
That if in fact it is the Truth, should a Jew you be,
Your going to hell, sure as shit, along with Budah, Allah, and me |
