WHIPS

Harken!
Bearers of the crucifix
Luring tidings of soothing supremacy
A sizzling cuisine to waiting ears; Gullible greats
Is that all?

Look!
Look again!
Nude shanks
Well fed phalanges stare with faded hopes
While your AMGs catwalk down the asphalt runway
Does their semi-nude diaphragms amuse you?
Did LOVE suddenly convert to a gambit?
Perhaps on an expedition

The government own's no monopoly of praise for retrogressive progressions
Remember the ways of your progenitors