Early in my life, I was baptised by the reverend George Hamilton and the great deacon Thomas Jefferson.
Moving with the majesty of migrating whales, the two of them combined their bodies into one huge megapolitician that spoke six languages and could write sixteen new bills in a single fortnight.
They baptised me with their fifteen arms again and again until not only all of my sins were washed away, but my skin and my skull and my brain as well.
They told me that the worst sins are in fact our bodies and all of the thing
s that we are made of.
When Politicians Combine #1
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