Justin Evans Some Day I Will Marry My Italian Shoes

There is a fire inside my brain telling the Rapture
will be here next Thursday, and I need to make sure I have enough toilet paper and peanut butter stored
deep inside my bunker for those unfortunate souls

left behind. The fire inside my head is evangelical,
quoting Bible verses I have never heard of, tells me
I have to stand on the corner of 1st South and Main
and let all of the sinners know what's soon to come.

Today I read the news of another consecrated virgin
marrying Jesus. She'll probably be the last one. I can
count on one hand how many days are left. Do you
know if you are going to be coming with me or not?


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