Sunday, March 21, 2004


Long-bearded Mullahs come out every night
And they tell you what's wrong and what's right
And when you ask them for something to eat
They tell you in voices so sweet:
You will eat by and by, in that glorious place in the sky
Work and pray, live on hay, you will get pie in sky when you die.

That's a lie!

-from Reading lolita in Tehran with little bit adjustment.


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