Suffer Little Children:Fear not Thy Will be Done-Sighlence
Suffer Little Children:Fear not Thy Will be Done-Sighlence

Instars work hard to stay awhile

The poison comes for honey

Holding for days on end

Opening wanking

taking flight beauty flutters momentarily

Tiny flapping wings

the scent crushed

open again

scorching pain

sears

Suffer Little Children: Where Was Mother Mary to Save them!
Suffer Little Children: Where Was Mother Mary t

Hail Hosanna Mother Mary

the earth iconised with your

fullness and glory

Disguised with cold clear marble stone

Coloured in votive appreciation

hiding the scars and crucified minds

Lady lady mother Mary quite contrary

our garden does not grow

our pantheist stabbed in the heart

The well is full with dryness sucking and

anthropomorphising what’s not but thinking it is

Nature nature mother nature your us

not thee mother Mary

you are a

FALLACY

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