To effect a change, along with the “blood,”
whatcha gonna be? Host-muncher.
Some might think that’s weird…
spiritual dud.
But there’s plenty of host-munchers.
They’re gonna taste that dough host;
they’ll place upon tongue the host.

It is nothing more than flat Wonder bread,
still, there are lots of host-munchers.
They think a Jewish man was resurrected,
it seems believe all host-munchers.
They’re gonna taste that dough host.
because they like that dough most…
answering the call, host-munchers.

Some Latin intone,
then glug non-Rhône,
and then…host-muncher.
They’re gonna take that dough host
from rare rapers of girls.
Altar boys most get the post:
uh-uh-uh!
How ’bout Satan’s fall,
host-munchers?

If you’ve had a dose of that cardboard host tasteless,
still you’re gonna be host-muncher?
But they’ll tell you something:
Munching makes them feel good!
So they’re tasting that host,
yum, they’re tasting that host.
It ain’t pan dulce, oh no.
Pan duro.

For foodies, it’s a bore…
consistency of foamcoare.
They would likely say, “Naw, host-munchin’!”
Cannot heed the call…host-munchin’.
But some hear the call: host-munchin’.
Priests have boys from the al[tar]
post munchin’.