I
Joseph Smith guided by an angel
To the hidden tablets of your faith
He raised the box and prayed
Guarding it from those who wished
To steal the treasures he willingly took
II
Translated with Seers
Ordained by God almighty
The books were set
The religion spread around
III
It was later corrupted by man’s lust
As religions often are
For your people suffer from the vice
Of marrying girls too young
And abusing them in Utah and around
Keeping them pregnant and bound
How sad is man
To lay his hand
Upon a child in sin
Surely this is not within your book
This liberty your men took
Sad very sad
To have controversy similar to the Catholics
IV
You must abandon this practice at once
Regain dignity and gain trust
Fall not your men to lust
Go back to the original teachings
This is the only way
To save your soul that fateful day
When the Lord returns again
He will reveal your sins

Vote for Romney! 2008

Cynthia Yildirim

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