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After a meal of; 'Lamb steaks and Baccaroni, Embroided with sweet potatoes'. Life tossed him around and Dazed him with threatening pleasures. Then did he take up a tag to himself, Proclaiming; 'JESUS WILL COME TOMORROW'. The deceived that perceived The air the emanated from his Glottis,took the matter outrageously, Went to hay before his dawn And strecth'd out all their Flithy atrocities like unto a lawn. Anxious had gone to The deceased parents to Lay his acts and departed ordeals. Matters of decades that the earth Had swallowed was ressurrected Because of the coming of the Lord- he had Said 'I killed your son'. Promiscuity had ran into The big complex to say her Prayers of reconcilement and forgiveness. Speaking in throngs and in words. The dread of hell hopped in her heart Hence,hours did she spent,praying to be forgiven Before the Lord's arrival. Gun had edged his ways Towards the dean of wealth and health He had laid down his gun With ocean of words Flowing out of his loosed glottis. 'We killed the commissioner'; On account of the Lord's arrival. Commotion was bethroted To hail of confusion and desertion. The Heaven of deception had released Saliva of turmoils having picnics In the nooks and crannies of the earth; At the course of the Lord's arrival. 3hours had gone,seven, Nine,twelve,seventeen in succession. No sign of leprosy on the bewitched skin Of the earth bethroted to corruption. Promiscuity had prayed words out of her mouth; It seemed the arrived has been extended. The giver of the rumour is now deceased And none is to apprehend him for he deceived. Hail stone and sulphur seemed to pause Who is fit, to resume the next episode? Twenty two hours had crawled toward the dusk And the dawn is emerging without the Lord's arrival. Then did the confess-er And the astound confess-ee Were drown in confusion. The lifter of the horn Had been lifted and torn. Who will bail them?; the arrival of the Lord. Promiscuity resumed her relay Gun had regretted his pleasant confession. The trucks of soldier trooping Anxious' tattered and elegant abode. 'Men without eyes seeing demonic blood.' He was caught ; Arrival of his death.--- His arrival is foretold But it's emergence is yet and unknown. Who claims to be the sun when the sun is gone? So is his second coming veil'd,even to the Son. 17:20:08:20:47

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The Second Coming

After a meal of; 'Lamb steaks and Baccaroni, Embroided with sweet potatoes'. Life tossed him around and Dazed him with threatening pleasures. Then did he take up a tag to himself, Proclaiming; 'JESUS WILL COME TOMORROW'. The deceived that perceived The air the emanated from his Glottis,took the matter outrageously, Went to hay before his dawn And strecth'd out all their Flithy atrocities like unto a lawn. Anxious had gone to The deceased parents to Lay his acts and departed ordeals. Matters of decades that the earth Had swallowed was ressurrected Because of the coming of the Lord- he had Said 'I killed your son'. Promiscuity had ran into The big complex to say her Prayers of reconcilement and forgiveness. Speaking in throngs and in words. The dread of hell hopped in her heart Hence,hours did she spent,praying to be forgiven Before the Lord's arrival. Gun had edged his ways Towards the dean of wealth and health He had laid down his gun With ocean of words Flowing out of his loosed glottis. 'We killed the commissioner'; On account of the Lord's arrival. Commotion was bethroted To hail of confusion and desertion. The Heaven of deception had released Saliva of turmoils having picnics In the nooks and crannies of the earth; At the course of the Lord's arrival. 3hours had gone,seven, Nine,twelve,seventeen in succession. No sign of leprosy on the bewitched skin Of the earth bethroted to corruption. Promiscuity had prayed words out of her mouth; It seemed the arrived has been extended. The giver of the rumour is now deceased And none is to apprehend him for he deceived. Hail stone and sulphur seemed to pause Who is fit, to resume the next episode? Twenty two hours had crawled toward the dusk And the dawn is emerging without the Lord's arrival. Then did the confess-er And the astound confess-ee Were drown in confusion. The lifter of the horn Had been lifted and torn. Who will bail them?; the arrival of the Lord. Promiscuity resumed her relay Gun had regretted his pleasant confession. The trucks of soldier trooping Anxious' tattered and elegant abode. 'Men without eyes seeing demonic blood.' He was caught ; Arrival of his death.--- His arrival is foretold But it's emergence is yet and unknown. Who claims to be the sun when the sun is gone? So is his second coming veil'd,even to the Son. 17:20:08:20:47