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Fighting God
God in shorts, I never thought I'd see the day, gloves and boots and grease on the eyebrows too the bell went for round one, I threw a left, then he smiteth me to the body with great vengence, then yay....I had him on the ropes at last and a fierce exchange followed, and his trainer, Jesus, shouting in a rage, "come on dad!...don't give old Nick a win, twill send the world into a spin," and then he caught me with a roundhouse to the jaw it sent me tumbling to the floor; up on one knee he misunderstood, saying, " rise up my son, I am your God," I jumped up quick, and punched him square, and Jesus shouted, "hey that's not fair!": the last round came, the crowd went wild, then God behaving like a child, dancing, taunting me in tongues, I knocked him flat into the gunge; with gnashing of teeth and a bible punch he caught all five, a fiery bunch, and came a great commotion and a God almighty crunch: the lord was down twas no mistake, but came the decision, on points and gore, that it could only be an acrimonious draw, then a band of angels siezing this chance began to sing their choral dance; typical I thought and piped up my demons from the crowd, a merry scene twas it indeed, to share our world...the love and greed.
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