The Scapegod

When primitive tribes needed something to blame
They raised eyes to the skies and gave Him a name

February 5, 2022
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February 5, 2022 at 3:44 PM
They knew He was up there, they knew who to call, // And that's when they had to admit their downfall... I love the Seussian meter :-)
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