They said you were outrageous.
Most beautiful of all.
Your retorrect contagious,
that you'd make the angels fall.

You deemed yourself a god
because you couldn't see Him.
Perpetrated fraud.
Decided you would be Him.

He met you on a mountain
where you tempted Him in vain.
Offered Him a fountain
while He fended off the rain.

He offered you a vision 
of the emerald beyond.
His first great decision
was to break your magic wand.

He tried to bring you back.
Reintegrate the fold 
but you'd veered so far off track
you'd gotton bought and sold.

Now you've been debunked,
debarred, and deposed.
On Earth that's getting punked,
tarred and feathered
then hosed.

Still, God was  quite impressed.
He said,
"His suits were so so,
but dude,
check the boots!
They're cloven hooved!
Whoa!"