AIDS: A Love Story

Long ago in the holy land of life
Unrighteous sinners still-followed light.
The Jews, the Protestants, and of course, the gays
And the atheists, with their sinful ways.
All of which God wants to smite
With the fury of his awesome might.

And so be from his hands he made
A blade of death for whom get laid
The homos, jews and protestants
Hark thee! Evil Hierophants
Wrath be felt from not his praise!
But from His holy fury: AIDS...

And so God loin'ed a fruitful son
A son by which this deed be done.
A piece of Adam, (Or Steve, to some)
To which to halt this conundrum.
The Protestants, those rebellious bums
And the Jews, oh yes have they done some
but all those fail in compared to one...
The Gays... oh God what have they done...!?
They've drawn all his patience thin
And this, my friends, is mortal sin...
And so for this, God made his vowel,
'Tis their fate which will be most foul.

And so God sent his son to Earth
To cleanse this evil which had been birthed.
Sure, normally He'd let it slide
But a fallen angel got on his bad side.
So no more free sex off the top
Satan had to go and piss him off...
So thanks there Lucy, ol' buddy ol' pal
I'm so glad you're rotting in hell.

...Right, let's get back to the matter at hand
Story's getting kind of bland...

So God's son Hivvy, or Hiv for short
Began his job and all his work.
He watched of all the infidels
And over time, down they fell.
Like clockwork really, how he struck
He invaded when they tried to fuck.
And from there he lied in wait
and over time, they met their fate...

The plan went well and God was pleased
But can he really be appeased...?
Of course not, so you can guess
He soon, again, started getting pissed.
The infidels were still around
This meant his idea wasn't so sound.
People didn't care about Hivvy so much
They took the chances and kept in touch.

Eventually, God just kind of gave up
And said, "The hell with it, these people suck.
What's a God to do when his people turn gay,
stop going to church, and murder this way?
If AIDS didn't work, what else can I do?
Just start smiting people on a random cue?
But hell, what's the point? I'm at the top of my stem.
What's else to do? Can't beat'em, join'em."