The Smell of Church

Thank God, I came to church
and a smell filled the air;
For as I looked around,
there were sinners everywhere:

Go tell the destitute
who hasn’t bathed for weeks!
Go tell the prostitute
whose sultry body reeks!
Go tell the ranking ones
and every soul you meet!
...and especially tell the one
who sits there in that seat!

For as you sit there waiting,
the masses burn in hell
and you aint having church
unless your churches smell.

-Robert E. Michaud Jr.-