The word (a collection)

Lord's prayer

I am made out of pure shattered diamond dust.

See how I twinkle in the street lights.

Have you sat at the bus stop waiting for the bus that will never arrive?

Liberating, knowing that no one cares if you live or die.

It is up to me alone, sky rocket, molten core.

Burn bright so all can see you burn.

I will not go quietly into the night.

Kicking and screaming for justice and respect.

I bite like bitches and I have scorpion tails.

My cup floweth over, I spill my love for you.

I will look you in the eye, and I will smile.

I know the difference between truth and lie.

Our father who art in heaven, smite my enemies.

Melt their miscreant ways and marble towers.

Take unto your bosom the forked froked men.

Remove their tongues and eyelids and set in the sun.

How dare these pious people even mention your name.

Guide me on our daily walk through other's good intentions.

Return to garden Eden and kiss the serpent's face.

Heaven is here on Earth as long as I don't call you evil.

I forgive my pain as you forgive my sin.

Thanks for the cows. I really like the cheese.

Amen.