Dear Nancy Pelosi:
The archbishop has spoken
your soul is too broken
your Communion with God
is “Declined!”
No body of wafer
to keep your soul safer
no blood in that cup full of wine
To that tall-hatted dude out in Frisco
the one chanting “El Cuerpo de Christo”
we won’t bend to your will
Or keep our mouth’s still
Or dance to the beat in your disco
He’s condemning your views on abortion
and withholding God’s grace as extortion
his tactics aren’t bold
they’re petty and cold
we can see through the smoke
and distortion
To the church that treats women
like cattle
for the lines that you’ve drawn
for this battle
It’s a badge (not a snub)
to be tossed from your club
we will march on New York
and Seattle