Two nuns in Tannersburg PA
Tried to rob a bank? No way!
Actually their garb was fake.
They thought 'twould be a piece of cake.
Each of them would don the habit,
Demand the cash and then just grab it.
But in the end it was for naught
Because they panicked when they thought
A teller the alarm had sounded.
So quickly from the bank they bounded,
And now the nuns are on the lam.
The fox will dress up like the lamb;
The huckster dresses like the priest
So that later he can feast,
With reverent humility,
On folks' gullibility.
A case in point: the Rev Osteen,
A hypocrite of pious mien
Who manages to rake it in
Thanks to those he's taken in.
The gospel of prosperity,
Not the one of charity,
Is his message, and it works.
At least for him, who gets the perks:
He's worth millions, maybe fifty,
And it's not because he's thrifty,
For his real estate's extensive:
Five fireplaces--that's expensive.
Six bedrooms, three elevators:
All these things are indicators
Of the blessings on him poured
Because he so much loves the Lord.
Like Donald Trump, God hates the poor
And reserves his blessings for
The rich and those who vote his way,
Making wretched poor their prey.
It seems at first the Rev Osteen
Wished to keep his carpet clean,
No muddy feet let in to smirch
His precious spotless megachurch,
Until by social ridicule
He was compelled to be less cruel.
"Lo, I stand at the door and knock":
A verse he'd do well not to mock.