Why were not you leavin',
homosapien or demon,
little blue rag-dolly face,
little you, bad boy with grace.

Why is Jesus foul to kids,
ugly ancient man's orchids,
pretty flower, acrid smell;
pretty flower's petals fell.

Don't believe him if he says
dont believe me--walk away.
There is god inside the womb.
Where is god? ...Inside the womb.

04/08/2008

Posted on 04/09/2008
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