Taxi

I found Jesus.

or should I say

I caught him.

red handed

red footed

red headed

red backed.

red all over

hanging from a crucifix

having just been lashed.

he looked tired

but still wore his little hat.

bless him

forgive him

hail him

like a cab.

he’ll give you a lift

and carry you across.

he’ll die for your sins

and so will always be on top.

we will have no choice

but simply begin in his debt

so best you sin

to make the deal worth it.

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