Sins for SpankDaHobo [POEM]

[Intro]

SpankDaHobo suggested I do a poem on Sins. So here it is.
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Sins.

There is no way,
For anyone to say,
That to the lord with pray,
Your sins go away.

Once a sinner,
always a sinner,
And some might say,
Never a winner.

Without a doubt,
Many drink stout,
but in the night,
these sins dont count.

For out there somewhere,
there is a God on a chair,
Forgiving sins plenty, with care,
With neither frown, nor stare.
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Not too keen on the subject to be honest, but I did this for SpankDaHobo, so just give me some feedback. All criticism is welcome. :)