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Jesus got up one day a little later than usual.
He had been dream-
ing so deep there was nothing left in his head.
What was it?
A nightmare, dead bodies walking all around him, eyes rolled
back, skin falling off.
But he wasn't afraid of that.
It was a beau-
How 'bout some coffee? Don't mind if I do.
Take a little
ride on my donkey, I love that donkey.
Hell, I love everybody.
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