Many claim to care for G-d, But when they add an L, They drop their lives. For all that matters, When the L’s alive Are four letters, For three don’t jive. This is the Western way; They love the three When the L’s in play: How does the West survive? They add one letter To change the minds In what is recognized. Their G-d Is not: g, o, d; The western god Has an L in between.
I sit and cry in great disdain At the way men speak of God in vain. The lies they spew