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There once was a boy who lived in Spocompton
His biggest fear was a drive-by to stop him
Whitest kid around totally fearless in this scary town
He shouted "Hey fatso!" But boy he did not know what was going to go down

One day he left the house to buy a small mouse
So called "Fatso" was out and about with his homies no doubt
Driving down the ride so happily and calm
But a mile down the road came Fatso with his hoes
The boy stepped out of his car onto the sidewalk standing afar
Fatso and the crew drive by quite slowly and out come the guns shooting bullets not low-key

The boy cries loudly as blood splurges from his body
Just a young guy about to die he began to ask "Why, Fatso, why?"
Bullet holes in his body tightly spread in his shotty
The boy in the ground now begging for mercy
Praying to God that he might stop hurting me

Dead and gone, Fatso still angry with a name like his
He didn't like to do it but he needed to complete his biz
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Fatso drove away, the boy died quickly,
A sad day to insult, as Fatso yelled "Don't **** with me."
Father God,
I come before you to your Sovereign throne your daughter. I have sinned against you. I am sometimes a rank depraved person. You Are Holy and I am not. You Are Holy your name is Holy. Jesus is as your son holy. The Holy Spirit reside to me that I have not been listening to him. May your name be proclaimed as holy throughout the Universe! May your name be magnified and set apart for reverence! Please forgive me from my transgressions and iniquities. Jehovah Niss(, Jehovah Rapha,
Jehovah Shalom, Jehovah Gira... Names of Jehovah

Your kingdom come. Jesus's name be spread abroad to the ends of the Earth and Universe! May your kingdom be established on this entire planet! May your Reign be complete.

I thank you. For food and clothing. A safe place to stay. Help in my handicap condition. The friendly people who help me here. My family. The fact that I have my mother alive. My sister and brother and Martin Monroe. Thank you for my friends. Thank you foŕ Alyssa. May she contact me again. Thank you for my BFF and Patrick. Thank you for my persecution. Thank you for this beautiful creation and everything that's good. Common Grace. Thank you for the Salvation that you have seen fit to bestow on me. I can't thank you enough for that! Thank you for my extended family. Thank you for the truth you have seen fit to teach me! Thank you for my talents and abilities. My intelligence. My understanding. What the Holy Spirit has revealed to me! Thank you for the many pastors who I have listened to and have gotten truth from. Thank you for the church. Thank you for the use of my upper body. Thank you for my healing.

Please forgive me for every thought word action and inaction that is not worthy of a child of God and Christ.

Teach me to forgive and discontinue mulling over wrongs and the people who perpetrated  them.

Let there be hedges of protection around me and the people I pray for, except for those who must be disciplined. Please forgive us all!

For Your Kingdom must come! Your Power, your Glory!

AMEN

WRITTEN BY THE HOLY SPIRIT OF GOD!
Ì read this in my nightly God time! And in the morning. Anytime really? I h debated a long time aß to if I should share it.  The operative word is "share« so here it is.

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