Idol

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Worship in all of the avoidables
Devotees stacked in toothpick formation
Digest the word and spew

A shield in the sky, a lather of grey blowing strong winds
Apollo and his metal steed meet stone

Every Sunday morning the revolt of Typhon
Dribble turned virulent
Mother, I can't sing the hymns

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