May we bow our head in preyer Whadhe say 

                                                  Our Father which art in Heaven . . little children crave . . give us this day our daily bread so we can deny them so we may lure them by their hunger . . anif theyre difficult well not spare the rod Proverbs 13:24 Hike 

Keep that shit up an ya’ll go to Hell!

Hell will have to keep Not on my horizon or belief Its threat is as scary as the man in the moon Everyone ought to know shes a womanthe woman in the moon An should she wish she could materialise an make our skins like sheepskins to hold sacred wine or made into fancy shades for oil lamps or scribbled on or as a prophylactic 

                                                                                                   I would choose to be a prophylactic if she gave me a choice or allowed me to beg on my kneesprostrate myself  Im not ashamed to say Id try in that devastatingpleading moment to look up her skirt

 

I . . I got nothing.

                                                                                               2304,  Saturday,  2  1. 21