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Modern Fable
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Such ardent prophesies does the Bible speak!
Grandiose garble grating gorblin goading the crowd hysteria for such lame tramps kissing the ground.
So we plied together interweaving limbs stretching open legs dangle the drinks let’s go forensic!
Leading the poor, uneducated peasants who stare aimlessly inanely smack one behind closed doors.
Such weakness of wills shows the intellect not to follow never touch the treasure, mince language unspoken.
Not able winded black soot coming from his hair.
Common folk say nothing speak volumes trashy frontpage garbage.
So I take him to meet thou maker us Goddess.
She’s not in we walk away thinking where to go next.
Moses, Miriam’s brother, is placed in the tall grass by the river with Miriam taking watch.
Prophetess is Miriam she led Israel out of Egypt through the wilderness.
Lead me by the fingers both white and blue red cheeked powder flame hair flying maroon green opals eyeballs witch coming for me..
For I am the Miriam here
Mimi Bordeaux April 4 25