For some reason, I got a whim to change the words of a Kingdom Song to be about Anthony Morris.
(song #179, "There's a faithful little flock, on Jehovah it must wait . . .")
There's a hateful little fuck.
He's part of the hateful eight.
Likes to drink his booze and be
a loose cannon on the stage.
Distractions unceasing,
while flocks they are fleecing.
College, hotdogs, unisex,
wild socks and ti-ight pants,
just one more of his rants.