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from Take Me To Church


And Bacchus shall lie silent in the grave
distracted by Diotrephesian rime
and by the hands of Pilate so absolved
beyond all thought of years on Darwin's vine:

be unbelieved, ye oligarchs of sand!
the happy little vegemites shall play
all unbereaved of stupefying faith
undusked, the fabric of immortal glow.






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