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Outcast Man with the cloven foot walks through the night, harsh and frustrated, he was the result when a farmhand had intercourse with a cow... and when cow a cold February day gave birth on a snowy field, people fled in distress; the devil has been reborn they screamed and ran away. The father of this obscenity hung from the rafter in the barn and bitterly thought it had all come to this because his wife slept with bloomers on. The child licked by warm cow tongues survived behind a hollow of a stone and farmers wondered why his cattle gave so little milk. Cloven foot, how could he hide from peoples fear and utter disgust other than being evil and cursing mankind, he who had done nothing but being a victim of a farmer hands unbecoming lust. Priests gave him the name Satan, although he was never been baptized. He survived wears a built up shoe to hide his defect, works in finance, spreads mayhem and poverty. “Love me he says, and I will bring peace but you must become vegetarians because i will not allow you to turn my flesh and blood into hamburgers or Sunday roast.

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Date: 5/28/2012 6:23:00 AM
he who had done nothing but being a victim of a farmer hands unbecoming lust He survived wears a built up shoe to hide his defect, works in finance, spreads mayhem and poverty. Why don't I just quote the whole thing. But it's worth repeating. i will not allow you to turn my flesh and blood into hamburgers or Sunday roast You go way beyond ordinary and I'm so happy to get to read your writings.
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 5/28/2012 7:09:00 AM
thank you Kathy...
Date: 5/24/2012 8:41:00 PM
Jan,, beyond deep..enjoyed stopping by tonight~ take care :-) PD
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 5/25/2012 3:12:00 AM
thank you Destroyer

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