Tytuł: Altar boy

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   A monk with a hard-on
  And a lavender robe
  That scratches his thighs
  Through the hat that he strode
  As he follows a path
  Filled with every desire
  And mimics his footsteps
  And sets his prayers on fire.
  
  Well I too have chosen
  That which left no choice
  To sing without loving,
  A solitary voice,
  To observe with passion
  Each careful denial:
  The protrusions which give my life meaning
  For a while.
  
  Sometimes I see you in berries and weeds
  You’re brushing your teeth with liquorice seeds
  Standing too close,
  Pulling your clothes,
  Smiling at god
  And the meaning of life grows.
  
  No and I’ll never tell
  And I’ll never know
  What candles you light
  After the show
  And I’ll never tell,
  And I’ll never ask
  The meaning of life after mass.