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Cement Overcoat

Contributed by randyjohnson on Thursday, 4th February 2016 @ 03:40:31 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

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Two Wiseguys have locked me in their car trunk and are taking me for a ride.
In just a little while from now, those two men will commit homicide.
I was an eyewitness and I was going to testify.
But the Mafia captured me and now I will die.
They//'//re going to throw me in the lake after giving me a cement overcoat.
It will be heavy enough to sink me to the bottom, I certainly won//'//t float.
The car has stopped and those two men are opening the trunk.
They//'//re getting ready to cover me with cement, my boat is sunk.
Suddenly I hear thunder, and lightning just struck those two punks in the head.
God has saved me after the Government failed to, those evil fiends are dead.
I//'//m still shaking because I was so terrified.
If God hadn//'//t intervened, I would//'//ve died.
If you//'//re wondering how grateful I am to The Lord, the answer is a lot.
God saved me because I//'//m a Christian and those two Wiseguys were not.

Copyright © randyjohnson ... [ 2016-02-04 15:40:31]
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Re: Cement Overcoat (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 21st August 2019 @ 05:11:09 AM AEST
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// Cool story. God is good and good is God. 😊 God forgives all sins so hopefully you can forgive me. I`m sorry. I haven`t changed my mind but seeing as how you`re not open to a dialogue I won`t bother you any longer unless you`d like to discuss as two grown men. Take care, Randy.

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