She squirms and twitches restlessly,
Clawing at the cushion,
Muting the voice within,
Reaffirming her twisted beliefs.
All’s fine with the world,
God’s up in heaven,
And I’m down here to do his bidding,
Some day you too shall see the light
You worthless little sod!
Ask me for forgiveness,
Beg me for a second chance,
Cross your Ts and dot your Is
And I may shave off a few years
Of purgatory for you.
You see I’m all about fairness.
One has to follow principles and stuff.
Now be quick and fall at my feet,
Go on, why aren’t you doing it already?
She twiches restlessly.