The sacred aisles are throbbing
Like they’ve never done before
As the just newly converted
All rush to hit the floor
And thank the Dear Lord’s graciousness
From ten till half past four
My God!
They’ve legalised shopping on Sundays

A supermarket sermon
Falls on captivated ears
“Four tins of beans for the price of three
And don’t forget the beers”
Such morning worship madness
Should allay the Good Lord’s fears
My God!
They’ve legalised shopping on Sundays

Now all the family agrees
This day is truly blessed
As swaying with religious lust
Immaculately dressed
They sink their fervent gnashers
Into Sweet Lord’s turkey breast
My God!
They’ve legalised shopping on Sundays