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Greate is thy Sin, since Sin is never Small:      And Monstrous Moles of Sin Call home thy Soule. About their Mountainous Molehills they do Crawle.      Play thou (and win) a Game of Whacke-a-Mole.      Unto the Moles be Deadly as an asp.        Beware, take Care, nor Swat the pettish wasp. The Harebrain'd Sinners Sins to him are toyes;      Theyre Entertainments, Gambols, Games with Dice. The Madbrain'd Sinners Sins to him are joyes      Untill he's made to paye in full their price.      The Crackbrain'd Sin-addicted Scarab bug      That liveth but for Sin to Hell is Drug.
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May 6, 2024
May 6, 2024 at 9:13 PM UTC
Upon the Necessity of Whacking Moles to Death.
Greate is thy Sin, since Sin is never Small:      And Monstrous Moles of Sin Call home thy Soule. About their Mountainous Molehills they do Crawle.      Play thou (and win) a Game of Whacke-a-Mole.      Unto the Moles be Deadly as an asp.        Beware, take Care, nor Swat the pettish wasp. The Harebrain'd Sinners Sins to him are toyes;      Theyre Entertainments, Gambols, Games with Dice. The Madbrain'd Sinners Sins to him are joyes      Untill he's made to paye in full their price.      The Crackbrain'd Sin-addicted Scarab bug      That liveth but for Sin to Hell is Drug.
A judgement made according to Gods Determinations.
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May 6, 2024
May 6, 2024 at 9:13 PM UTC
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