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July 17, 2009, 06:00 AM ET
Cheating in Church: A Poem
The placard says $2 I give $1.
I'm special, I get a discount, I get it wholesale.
I want the salvation Off the back of the truck.
I'm after the imitation Coach bag of redemption.
Faking it is as close as I’ll get to the real stuff.
But I want the good fake, not the bad fake; And I swear to God I would never pass it off As real to somebody else.
The closest I get to forgiving those who suckered me Is cheating; a con artist, spiritual shoplifter, Blinking, smiling, Sparking this light, Unobservant, unobserved.
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