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Bravo!

(after Bertolt  Brecht)

 

holy whisky

sacred wine

 

for some reason or another

instead of going to an opera house

he went to a church

 

where a preacher intoned

where men howled

where women screamed

 

the messiah is coming

coming

coming

 

the end is coming

coming

coming

 

halleluja!

halleluja!

they all clapped their hands

 

bravo!

bravo!

he clapped his hands

 

they threw him out

 

holy whisky

sacred wine