Thistle headband

Born...

with a crown of thorns...

adorned.. to the forehead....

Been carrying it around .

for so long now..

that it's worn down ...

to the bone marrow, ..

a rug burn on the skull..

just shows up like 5 oclock shadow.

one word could end it all,

but I don't want y'all...

to fall in the battle.

So I prolong. the inevitable .and allow.. this shell grow old and dissolve...

Father's gonna be.

Oh so proud. when I come home. Of... natural causes.

I didn't really wanna. stir up the hornets. this time around,..

especially against the Vatican City.

Romans.

touting my crucifix so proudly. ..

My gut says that it's a trap.

And that they've been.

waiting for me all along.

Eager for their moment to attack.

and extinguish.

the sacred heart of Mary .

once and for all.

Wear a wide brimmed Stetson hat.

to hide the briar and halo.

Smile big. wave of friendly hand .

keep my head down and lay low .

nose clean as a neti pot.

application session .

hiding out in a Buddhist temple.

there's so much isolation.

Ready or not!

here I come to get you!

Born... with a crown of thorns !

adorned to the forehead!

carefully been carrying it around!

for so long now!

that it's worn down !

to the bone marrow!

a rugburn on the skull!

That just shows up like 5 oclock shadow!

one word! could end it all but I don't want y'all to fall in the battle !

so I prolong the inevitable...

And now fathers going to be .

oh so proud!

when I come home of...

natural causes!