Race, creed, colour or sex,
Everyone's a sinner in spiritual text.
Leper or saint matters not a jot,
In god we trust but not a lot.
Good or bad it's who not what you know,
If there's hell below we're all gonna go.
One life or many it's all the same to me,
Never everafter born of an apple tree.
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