During It..........{hurricane Katrina Continued}
seen the venue,full of dead up alive people.seen em at the steeple begging for
gun death,i did glady adress the mess of crowded cowards.what powers thee
my enemies would ask?and i would only laugh in seconds,and say,my best
guess is,left field.they never got it or understood,in time.
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