Read the plaque upon the wall.
as we walked through the door.
Sopranos pitches rising then falls
As some fervently dancing churchgoers sing.
We sit at the back,
the music stops,
Then Ninjaman steps up and bellows that:
“The purpose of the congregation
Is not to shake and jiggle,
but turn around.”
When your friendly brother
In the cosy silence of tonight chirps
‘Come perch by me.’
But see his penis
Rising like the morning sun
Tell him: ‘Didn’t you hear what
The preacher said earlier?!'”