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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Tis the Holiday Season To shop for no good reason It is for Him, we are told But those tales are getting old. They want you to actually believe In the 'Miracle Money' They recieve. One thing said is really true: That the Bible really did tell you That He is the Shepherd that you seek; His Followers- the Sheep; mild & meek Must never question and must always obey Or to be sent to Hell on Judgement Day. Eternal flames you would endure If your devotion is anything but pure. Remember when 'Witches' were burned at the stake? 'Rebels'- they were burned for Loyaltie's sake. 'Blind Faith'- not to doubt His word, For " He will take care of All 'Sheep' in His (Heard)." The 'Fear of God' shall be bestowed As 'the Dark Ages' has clearly showed That if the Truth ever came about Then the entire world would start to doubt, As if to keep as little 'playtoys' All the 'Great Leader's started raping little boys. As young lads they are scared to die As grown men they will never question why.. If the man states utter devotion His wife will always second the notion. The Devil is bad, yet it is God you Fear. They tell you this, but you refuse to hear. Time has come now the numbers still amaze So many followers afraid to question Thine Ways. Most afraid of Family or Friends, Lives as they know them will find bitter ends. A small amount may actually buy into it all, These are the ones that get the Call. Not even a single smidge of doubt, They call themselves "the Devout." They are trainable- can't you see? Doing anything to live 'Eternally.' The rest will continue to pretend to be 'Devine.' For none of them are tall enough to carry a spine. Beginnings were these days told before, Leading into The season of 'always wanting more.' Yesterday- Thankful for what we merely might hold, Today- shopping to die looking for a pot of gold. So the moral of my words I shall point out: This day shall remain for the truly 'Devout.'
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