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My Man, Jack Phillips

My man, Jack Phillips, wouldn’t bake that cake Wouldn’t back that cake for those fags; Blasphemers wanted to defile marriage. Wanted him to bless that sodomites carnage; Make ’em a nice wedding cake all glorious To make blasphemy respectably notorious. That’s all it is is just meat; Two men grindin’ away like dogs in heat, Rousing the wrath from a holy God Who burned down Sodom and Gomorrah, Those folks who despised the Torah. Got to keep up the spirits of Jack He’s trying to keep his work on track And honor the Law of God in this nation So he’s been made quite a sensation And we can thank God for his good witness Pray his work helps cure the nation’s sickness! The Big Ten must be our guide God-haters gotta run and hide.

17 June, 2021 at 1721

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