I've mentioned The hallowed waste in the previous post, and since it wouldn't fit into a proper category, here you go;
Many men were on the hill They were standing, quiet and still "Listen to me", said the Lord "I will tell you what to know" "We shall listen! O our Lord Tell us, from what we're grown!" Said the men and waited for An answer that they prayed for "I do tell you all the truth, Though it'll take all your youth Choose a leader out o' you!" And so they did as He spoke "My name is John, me Lord" Introduc'd himself aboard "Only thou hear'st my word There shall not be girl, a third" "Thy born was not a plan I designed all the plants I try'd berries and rye They were fine and made me shite" "O Lord, I might mishear'd I an't sure o' thy words Dost thou say 'shite' me Lord or my ears do kid me now?" "Every and more, true, indeed 'Tis the truth o' how you're made There were lands and sky was lit And men made out o'" "Holy shit!"