Scientology (Poem)

L. Ron Hubbard once made a bet
With other sci-fi scribes
That a new religion he could net
By a novel with holy vibes.
Dianetics was the result
It worked, you’ve seen the news;
It pulled the spoiled into its cult
T. Danson, K. Alley, Tom Cruise.
Half a million think of ancient lizards
When planning how to live
We’ve sometimes asked our social wizards
Will this crap never give?
They say Who knows, but it’s all right
All faiths will have their day
Religion is fiction for our plight;
It keeps dark death at bay.