Any Ur Rizz min

 

Nothing compares to you Cinead O'Connor 

I

Spare some change, Mynt, let me tell you some;

its time ro weigh your heart out and judge your liver!

Make an honest accounting from spine to marrow, Tom;

nothing to Riddle here thus, no Voldemort gonna chum!!

Gods Loving-Kindness is like a boundless Red River;

He makes the knights and their chosen stallions shiver.

Got a message to thee, like angry Alp loveletter to come!

II

All ye Rowlings; Watsons; Wrights behold, thy Jesus Lives;

Halleluyah, could I interest your businesslady audience and dine!

Sure, independent are thy hearts, you need nothing abide;

like Cinead O'Conner, proudly you eat your dinners right!

But Nothing Compares to He, who dwells in the Heavenly Shrine;

Yahveh Sebaot is His Name, Jesus His Christ, in Holy Spirit, aye!

He shall dry your tears and give you a bridegroom, ye daylights!

III

Its time to worship and serve, take off your garments and come;

for Lord God gives you a new dress and a lofty House to spare.

Its name is Christendom, High are its Gates, shining in the Sun;

Mighty its Walls and Towers, dauntless the moats and river runs

cold Holy Water around its borders, lend me thy ear, can you hear!

Or are you of chicken wings and spirits of the mad-hatted hare;

that you're too posh, to fanfare on the blackbriar's end, have fun?

IV

Who is the Bride amongst you, to come and receive the blessing;

for El Shaddai is making a Supper for lord Jesus Christ!

Do Any of Your Rizz, mean to tell me something fessing;

who's like Him, El Elyon, He wont take away the dressing

from the salad, nor meat from the table, Lady Dreist!

His Love is everlasting, His Providence defeats the Heist –

Almighty amongst the Grand Theft Automatons, Home, Sweet Hime!

V

But if you falter and dawdle on the way, looking back;

you shall shatter like glass, and freeze like a saltmime!

Enough Talk, what say, my fair ladies, pout some cracks

on your gorgeous lips, so I may be roaming on my track!

Whiteraven awaits your ordeal, may this invitation be thine!!

He can make your enemies eat their cups, in shards of China;

bestowing dazzling diadems on your hair, I wish you Good Luck!