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Friday
August 17,
2007___ 9:24 P.M. C. S. T.
By Kenneth Martin
Written Friday At
6:07 P.M.
Earth
Yea! I Say Unto Thee.
My Servant Curses The Ground,
Saith The Lord.
Yea! You Have Yielded To My
People Of My Creation These 6 Thousand Years, and Yet For All That
They Praise Me Not, But Think They Came From A Monkey.
Surely! Let Them See If Their
Faith In The Monkey's Uncle Can Bring Forth Food From The Earth That
Is Cursed Instead Of Blessed.
I Have Spoken
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