I've hit a weird Catholic/religious point in my poetry... I guess it's just really easy to write about religion in general. Just bare with me.
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Unholy Clergy
The Episcopal zombies bless their victims
Before partaking in the feasts
A papacy measured by severed limbs.
Undead Bishops count the shrieks with tainted rosary beads,
Hungrily partaking in the blood and body of the present Christ.
Cadaverous hordes paint the Sistine with Protestants,
Bathing Genesis in a putrid red.
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I'd like this to be longer but my brain shut down after thinking about Genesis. Any ideas?
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