Decaprios Pleasure
his pleasure, under twenty-five.
lives like a king…his haram screaming
are they fortunate to be young enough
to find another find…will another man
take Decaprio’s hand-me-downs?
some women are okay with being eye candy,
led to be lucky to hang off his arm.
ladies, don’t think of his big Titanic
but of the eating-Gilbert-grape brother.
gross to join with the devil. demonic activity
surely there. one who spurns the word of God
to bare their bodies everywhere.
God loves their bodies more than they do.
Adam and Eve could only find fig leaves,
tried their hands at sewing, but God
covered them with His only Son’s life.
don’t be jealous of Decaprio - hell’s
staring him in the face - does he look hot
to you? he forgot who gave him life.
his star will fall to the greatest depths
unless he repents and makes reparations.
9/2/2022
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