Zappum

Zaqqum 06/05/2011 Sweet and foul Bitter and beastly Look upon the ones that chose to eat me Feathered millionaires gathered at my feet yearning for the biter treat It's calling you will you answer Will you kill your spouse for this meal My belly it's full of hate as I hold in my bowels from the ache Still I'm propelled to reep from the grit filled tree of sin This tree is designed for the son of men Adam will rise up again Taking hold of a pummeled end cleaning the rinds Holding it in Oh great and mighty one please not this again Tis what I wanted when I took up with sin So I grab more fruit and I dig in. Copywrite©ameaca2011