Pikies

Cambridge Bench Talk

Ecclesiastical update

Vanity of vanities, mark my words,
Calvin Cline will be the food of worms,
What does Tesco’s gain by toiling after their millions,
A generation of punks come, and a generation of punks goes,
But the earth remains for ever.

Under the sun the human lungs can not be made eternal,
And what is lacking in an unfinished symphony cannot be completed,
It is unhappy business that God has given to the sons of man, to be busy with mobile phone texting,
And it shall also be so, that the convicted on death row will meet the end with an audience of the living,
And then an audience of the here after.

For every thing has a season, and a time for every matter under heaven,
A time for shopping at Asda,
A time to go to the toilet and wipe your arse, and look at what you have wiped,
A time to weep, and a time to laugh,
A time to be oppressed, and a time to fucking kill your oppressors,
A time to work, and a time to take the day off sick with a hangover,
A time to live, and a time to die.

Better is a handful of money than a handful of bees,
Better to be walking in a park, than to be buggered by a gang of hells angels.
Better to swim with dolphins, than to swim with Portuguese man of war,
Better to stroke a cat than to poke a bear,
Better to love God than Fredrick Neiche.

Couldn't get a shotgun

Orgblimation of Reality

Signs of our times

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