JESUS inSan Francisco

In the ruins of the eternal smoke...
the old seeker slowly spoke..
"Lo & Behold" shouted all...
For they were all doomed to fall

His voice thundred in the heavens..
Which were infested by golden chickens
He spoke of sin & duty..
With practiced charm and fluidity

He told us all of god's deeds..
Who now lay dying on the velvety steads
With no saviour to save him...
His chances of survival were really dim..

"Hey u thr" shouted he..
Pointing to a rastafarian hippie.
With flowing hair and rotten stench..
The hippie was trippin on a bench..

He woke up and looked at him
and jus said "peace out Jim"