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When God His Pot Had Stirred

when God could create was caught riding a fast freight which had been of date according to latest scope God said in pool was much poop which threw us for a loop when all my duties are done God let me have fun in the sun until sun tan has been done when God would made ocean wide on a surfboard wave did ride slipped and sandpaper applied when God was on the prowl He would shoot a wise old owl on face found a scowl when God put on coat He said you should vote in Shallotte while we rocked the boat

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Book: Shattered Sighs