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Unrepentant giggles and disrespectful sounds are heard through a door
As dirty shorts and sweaty socks are lifted high
Ahhh, so after all they're just men and women, too
These glorious and holy ones, they sigh

The Priest is always spilling wine, seems he can't hold his glass
Doesn't he have any clue just how hard it will be
To remove these stains, so like blood
Visible for eternity for everyone to see

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Little men and little women
Hidden from view
Who see it all
But not from their pew

Yes, even God's own chosen break a sweat each day
And mostly it comes clean in the wash
But any garment that can't be bleached and purified
To the intimately familiar laundry folk it's tossed

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