Hogs

Warts on a hog for now will never go away The heady preacher belts out a sermon Halfway time to stretch then pray and pay Binds you to perdition certain A godless generation wakes to see No way to reconcile even a minute The overture correction will ever be Achieving marker less than deficient
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