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From the Book Greenlantern

sheaves saw ya'll the spirt of the fodder gonna get ya'll! heathens and transgressers! the people of sata! the devil is yo' God! and ya'll live in shame. But the real God, Of Moochie Pecha, I s gonna send the spirt of Bifer in the body of the scarecrow to make you, transgressing fornicates repent! When the Scarecrow rises we are gonna point out these devils! The Devil, The Devil, The Devil ! Black mantis and lex luther, will Chant from the Cootin Gia, and all you Satans shall see the Scarecrow and shall bow, to worship the rightful God Bizarro!

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