Thank you Pastor DoWright, thank you congregation, and I wrote this poem to My Auntie because as we know she’s so amazing. ARE YOU PERFECT ARE YOU CLOSE CAUSE ONLY TIME YOU AINT CURSING IS WHEN YOU GOT THE HOLY GHOST YOU SCREAMING QUIET HITTING PEOPLE WITH HOT GREASE CAUSING RIOTS Eating Hershey’s kisses with your diet I know like to think you think that your fish don’t stank But I think it really smells And who cares what you thank You teach abstinence But you always practicing safe sex You pray for patience Yet you always askin Lord What Next You tell me to hush Next thing I know you start screaming Ask me to tidy up And you sit down while I’m cleaning Cause you are a hypocrite that’s what you are You sing Yolonda Adams in the church But in the car it’s Youngstar You say this little light of mine But our lights are cut off Bible say no bag biting But curse words always out your mouth You chop the first lady And you never quit about the preacher I member one time you said if you caught his daughter in a alley you know fa sho that you would bet her. You hide your money in your Bible Cause you don’t wanna pay no tithes And you say the only offering the church gone get Is you offering to fix yourself a plate when that Dirty Deacon dies You say the choir Is a bunch of artist that never made it And last time you wanted a drink So you pawned your Star of David. And that’s all I wanted to get the mike and say Thank you pastor, Congregation, And Auntie Happy Mother’s Day!!!