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Tuesday, April 13, 2010

MIRACULOUS TRAGIC COMEDY OF ERRORS


The building collapsed when I was inside
Was it a hurricane, tornado or tidal wave?
Maybe a jet driven non-infidel slave
Eyes wide open, mouths agape, in a dark, dank cave

Oh damn, what in the hell am I thinkin'
I'm still alive, surrounded by scraps
Of the living and the dead, everywhere
But how could I see in the black darkness?

A miracle?  Or was I dead?  No, I'm alive!
I was alive, living in a murdered building
I didn't know then what I know now, jive
Now, A or H fissionary, fusionary, neutronic bling bling

It is not about God or Ala or the pleroma
Discuss this, property ownership and material
The matter, the source of dispute in a coma
Put your head on the choppin' block pal

The sneaky get the job done, in every case
The soft underbelly of the freemen is targeted
By the girlymen who want what they believe
Is their property, endowed by their destructive creator

What?  What?  Mo was a fierce warrior?
The Nazarene turned his cheek to even the score?
One would kill, one would be killed
The followers, like lemmings follow, soon chilled.

- - Anoni Muss   http://www.barackhusseinobama.com/

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