A Litany by John Donne

Father how are thee
you created me

I rise up
not down
naturally

Son how are thou
my heart
feels ow

Well then can’t
we see
spiritually y’know same thing

same ole same ole
its
the trinity

slippery
virgin mary
or daqueri what were you thinking

interesting
but just for good measure
let us throw in
sacred treasure troves
guarded by angels
patriarchal commensurate
particle natures
prophetic explanatory seizuring
fits

and the apostles
would it kill you
to confess it

No no no no no no no

ehh… I quit