James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Rhyme

Git Back Satan Get Your Hands Off God's People-

I heard humanistic, lonely tapping;
You warned me about the kidnapping;
I discovered the people must have them;
The public planet populating;
I was a blessedness and you an inexorability;

Git on Satan!

The demoniac doxology digging,
my indivisibility, I could not awaken;
It was unshaken, I crave the paramount public;
My salvation doubled;
I was a loyal host;
Had Satan on the ropes; 
Git back son;

Somewhat louder than the republic;
 warning me about the casting,
With such a passion for fasting;
I was ever basting in the protection of Christ;
Now that He’s here I shall never lose, I’ll have no lost;

My salvation doubled;
I was a loyal host;
Had Satan on the ropes; 
Git back son, Git back Satan;
Release the populations, 
Get your hands off God’s people;


8/28/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©

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