Spatting Poems - Poems about Spatting

...What did God do on the Seventh Day? I think He woke them up, Adam and Eve, “Hey, grab breakfast off a tree and let’s leave! Come on, sleepy heads there’s no work today, but there’s plenty to se......

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...Rising on this Monday morning Making breakfast like Monday wife Burning eggs in Owens Corning Starting early my Monday strife Mirror glance, I have Monday hair Sunday wet-head is Monday death ......

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...Why do you play these games, you’re wreckless with my heart, yet you show no shame You say how much you like me, spatting out sweet words, but these tears you fail to see You took away my soul,......

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...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~   ~ A Sovereign God ~ (The War) ~ Pray ... ! The war will not be long-friends. The one that is said to come. About as long as this......

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