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Pain As a Hobby Viii

I’m back like jack in the box Is it still called religion When it is the truth No, I am not using contractions These fools offend me when They come up with this s*** that we Evolved from apes. Happy Ape day! I am about to act a monkey on these clowns I am sick of these clowns with all of their big Theories that mean little This is what you been spending my tax money on I am going to need a refund Burn all the textbooks filled with lies Show me the proof up close and personal Where is CSI, Horatio Caine and the forensic files I am bringing down your idea of grandeur Grandiose fools I had rather take my chances with Jesus No apology needed You went around the world digging up cavemen bones But still cannot figure out how to make a bland of grass grow More or less figure out how to create a planet and many more from nothing Then create a rotational orbit that never fails The most you have done is figure out to orchestrate a few stop lights That is right they cannot even manufacture sand I know God must be looking down from heaven shaking his head “Look, Michael, the humans are still stuck in the middle ages” We are in the middle of space trying to figure out where the hell to go to next There are meteorites bigger than earth that can take us out And you think I am suppose to be content with your big bang speculations Bang Bang I need to shoot you in the head You won’t die though because you have your head stuck up your ass Bumbaclot, Rasclot I am about to start speaking patwa I am deeper than the oceans without the oil in them Go for a swim See I am engulfed in your circle of opinions Look at all the different species God created! But I guess they evolved to Evolution is their answer for everything “Well, yes sir I really don’t know but I have to pretend, Here is a good reason why I feel this way and profess my Opinions because I don’t want to feel like someone else is above me. I truly want to be the end of all of all ya’ll Let me sell you another pill to make the loneliness go away and I’ll take millions to the bank. And the final thought of the day there is no creator.” End Quote. When they read this in 3008 they going to say a genius wrote it.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 7/4/2010 7:41:00 PM
Rage against the machine .. against Society.. rage against improper teaching.. and truth..be told .. rage against falsehoods...Luv the Happy Ape Day.. way to go with the facts Tavarus.. wise beyond the spectrum of your own mind.. an extraordinary creation are u.. as I am an extraordinary poetess my Mother named me at birth.. to e a great writer.. your last line is remarkable and TRUE.. with luv..from the "Sweetheart"
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