New Hymn to the Ten-Inch

Sisters, I felt we needed a new Hymn to celebrate our upcoming Pilgrimage to Shakeyland. So Sing with me.....

Dear TimeLord and shagger of womankind,
Forgive our fangirl ways!
Un-clothe us in our sinful mind,
Impurer lives thy service find,
In deeper pervitude praise.
In deeper pervitude praise.

In simple trust like theirs who heard,
Beside the Thrust Stage there,
The gracious calling of the Lord,
Let us, like them, without a word
Rise up and Stage Door thee.
Rise up and Stage Door thee.

O Sabbath rest in Shakey Land!
O calm the theatre of the Court,
Where the Sisters kneel to share with thee
Their silent sexual generosity,
Interpreted by love!
Interpreted by love!

Give thy dews of milky kindness,
Till all our strivings cease;
Take from our souls the strain and stress,
And let our Sisters only confess,
The beauty of thy 10”.
The beauty of thy 10”.

Release through the heat of our desire
Thy saltiness and flame;
Let flesh be numb, let thoughts inspire;
Erupt through the earthquake, wind, and fire,
Be still, 10” of fame!
Be still, 10” of fame!