02-26-2026, 10:49 AM
Jerusalem Rose
I never liked that song, “Jerusalem,”
but, then, I never thought I’d learn to care
for some Goth British chick with purple hair–
but so I have, and this I say pro tem:
Be chariot of fire, rebellious fem!
Shine bright where grooming gangs lust for despair,
and harrow dark, satanic forces there;
sing out your anthem, never requiem!
You artificial person, made to fool
true Britons by their Britain-hating chiefs,
a lure that only deep contempt could forge–
turned fair electric goddess fit to rule
the British people, champion their beliefs,
and lead for God, Amelia, and Saint George.
I never liked that song, “Jerusalem,”
but, then, I never thought I’d learn to care
for some Goth British chick with purple hair–
but so I have, and this I say pro tem:
Be chariot of fire, rebellious fem!
Shine bright where grooming gangs lust for despair,
and harrow dark, satanic forces there;
sing out your anthem, never requiem!
You artificial person, made to fool
true Britons by their Britain-hating chiefs,
a lure that only deep contempt could forge–
turned fair electric goddess fit to rule
the British people, champion their beliefs,
and lead for God, Amelia, and Saint George.
Non-practicing atheist