My talks with god.

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06-04-2021

My talk with god are quite the ones
My talks with god are quiet ones
My talks with god were once quite nice and now when I whine about life
he tells me he's not surprised.
You sleep too much, you work too little
You drink too much and abuse your mother.
But, god, was it not your son who turned water to wine and dear god
was it not your son who died for my sins,
therefore, should I not live extravagantly,
otherwise he died for nothing, am I right god?

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