O Christian Dollar crack thy whip

And ply thy vain manglorious wares

Unto those never blinking children

All mindful of their stocks and shares

Go ply thy trade of bombs and poisons

Unto thy disillusioned youth

And let them with thy guns and potions

Shoot up some bitter pills of truth

TV guide them to your Megachurch

Let them preach not from the hills

I can judge thy Holy Land Experience

By the endless stream of dollar bills

© Chris Bond — 24 August 2003