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Feb 2015
Whipping post is where it started,
Mary knelt so broken hearted,
The babe that once nestled on her *******,
Flesh was mutilated almost beaten to death,
The agony she felt as her heart broke,
The soldiers beat him with broken glass and a rope,
After the blood flowed like water from a hose,
They put nine inch nails through his hands and toes,
Sweet mother Mary watched from below,
As the spear was inserted and the water did flow,
No bones were broken and the solders were taunting,
The crowed got more than what they was wanting,
See this man who died upon a tree,
Was taking this punishment for you and me!!!!!
Written by
Andy wallace  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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