Purity

By Phil Rosie Gioldasis
While mr. clean cleaning spotless spots.
Like macbeth guilt riddance of non avail.
A vast amount of air and breathing touch.
I leave behind myself of ample amount.
To be found guilty with no opposition.
While cleanliness is next to Godliness.
It has seen e*** men to confront evidence.
In the night were they sleep dreams sweet.
Of slaughter and the lambs night screams.
For just justice the capture to be made.
Left behind guilty and dispersed thorough.
Of vain societies of hardened hunting dogs.
And reincarnating ideas oaths to organize.
Guilty for like a mite or dust set thrice.
Like demons fallen of to pronounce Guilty.
For thus demons to entertain to say hello