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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) LET SLEEPING DOGS LIE Sometimes I wonder just when will the line be crossed and God sets upon the earth his wrath, well I say when we start poking and prodding in his affairs to close to home (Space) when we become equal to him as that also seems to upset him (Churches) he sorely lost out to Satan last time if not a few times that we may not even know about as each time the outer crust of earth is wiped out there is no one around to tell the tale, except Noah that is, we can see that national leaders are prepared for this with anything that precious to this world under their control, I would hate to see the price of gold the next time we get to come around, resources are running low, countries are heavily in debt keeping folk happy, nothing like placing sanctions on a country to keep its people suppressed, something has gotta blow. Let sleeping dogs lie Never ever question why, Be feared of its wrath. Take the dummy out of North Korea and watch as it has a fit, Iran is sick of your games, it missiles it plans to aim, and the weatherman says it is getting hotter under the collar, the Amazon's forests are burning, soon all prophesies will be upheld, children think they are only loved if it has a price tag on it, learned trades are swapped for services, it is the only way to go we are told, Brexit has us by the balls, we are all waiting for the end, then will there be any coffers left for us to spend, but don’t poke or prod, just let a sleeping dog lie. Its belly empty, Its took all this time to sleep, Its wrath do not seek Indiana Shaw . . . -_-
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