Jesus Was A Welder Poem by Thomas Kane

Burning numbers by force time in Pizon extreme temptation lusting fluxing hand and stinger formed a puddle of fire! Burning charmpit hares forced rape on the bunny shaking peach cling fuzzy a rod of stick, melting bone and butter death flashed matched point and ark Lincoln my miller my God what was it that come! Quickly eye shot right out kid need tombstang tilted Gideon rubbed out my decree! What ever does dost meme... dropping to empires praying chop but only handing off deet, a pole yes but he hawn noble machine I two was in the hood a dream of tread California raisin, forget me fader my odder find Frankin sauce berries hang ganginload gustofolene rich

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