Elvis Iscariot


Judas.
Whoda thunk?
The audit would reveal that sniveling headcase:
wacking out, muttering during dinner,
laughing inappropriately during poignant parables,
pickpocketing the Messiah and
fashioning himself some rock star mafioso.
Yes, this barney fife of Isreal,
who made book, played the lottery, finally won,
then blew it all,
on hemp.

Copyright (c) 2005 Gary Brown