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Saturday, January 23, 2010

A 23rd day poem: To Jacob and Sons

You bad, bad boys
You cheat, deceive
And then expect
God to receive
Your prayers, your tears
Your beggin cries.
You think others have
Blinded eyes?
They see your bare
You are a stench
Surrounding me.

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