Congratulations, Katy.

Gilded goddess,
babbling whore,
don’t even know what you’re meant for.
A golden calf, an utter hack-
the killing fields won’t hold you back!
Once profaned a love of Lord
took the temple
make it yours
forget the tail of youth unfurled
the anger of Jesus
at this sick world.
Katy Perry the second rate calf
hanging on to fame,
no real gift of gab
lost in a hell that shows through those eyes-
pools of sacrilege, dirty, knowing lies.
Won out the temple?
Oh aren’t you proud
took it from holy women
but you are allowed
the morning star has fallen
to the whore of Babylon
Katy is chained to the rhythm
turning up the mob.

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