For you I must chant a psalm,
a chant only fashioned for a lesser God
bilingual and glorified, just for you,
hallowed and sanctified.
For dull is an odd suiting
and any muted carol makes my blood sting,
that’s no hymn at all.
you are sacred, a Mary
and a crimson cascade is only a thief
of God-like virtues.
Dull is his voice, it only sings for me
unholy and pagan
wicked choice of words
infernal, yet the flame melts the wax.
He is the only God I beseech
worshipped and bathed,
a saint for me, I still bow.
cradle him for I love him so.
He is the only God I know.
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