hen I approach the subject of ones belief, I find myself gritting ones teeth. For to hear of stories of old and new, to learn that all thanks to a bearded Jew, I'll be saved and you will be too! Makes you wonder if it's true, everything they say about that one lonely Jew..
The Jews themselves said it's not for us, we'll take no part in ths Christian buzz. For we are true to our most holy faith, to shun it now would be such a disgrace! So here we have religions' two, constantly bickering, all thanks to that one bloody Jew. Stupidity reigns in this land which is belief, they believed thousands came forth from the ground for goodness grief! Did one forget to listen and write, to what all these zombies did in the feckin' light? Or did they simply laugh and say, hell we'll all remember after today. So now I see why it was smart for the Jews to say, feck that now stay away.
But soon they were joined by Muhammad and his moronic crew, all arguing thanks to that one feckin' Jew. For Allah is everything good they constantly chimed, whilst the three fought over the middle east, twas an ugly crime...
Yet more joined this sodding race, all vying for the souls' of the human race. Believe our story believe our tale! I'm sorry but I've set to see a bigger fail. For if we can't agree on this one little Jew, how on earth are we to decide what's feckin' true? I find it's a lot easier to say, cool story bro', but I haven't all day. I'll have no part in all those 'holy' fights, for even the Buddhists know the Atheists' are right.
But more and more join the stupid throng, all singing the same tired old withering song.. I am right and he is wrong, does anyone mind quit smoking from that old wasted bong? How about helping man, is that so hard to simply command? To help man in the name of man, isn't such a bad thing you must understand. To help now instead of saying, if only Jesus here and that he was staying.
So what ever happened to that one lonely Jew? Did he really rise from the dead, is it all really true? I guess we will never really know, kinda like how the weather men never know whence it'll snow. But unlike the weather, this doesn't matter; can't you see religion belongs to the mad hatter?