Well,

The Lord

he gave us poetry

& cholera.




As certain

as a sieve

with big holes

is a colander.




& apparently

that cholera's the pits,

all dehydration & diarrhoea 

shits.




& this is why

I'll never be

a God 

botherer

...




author notes: 
some P.C shat & you can't catch it from reading this, sorry