by disturbing you;
Well, that’s me –
full of righteous and unrighteous anger;
on the other hand,
God gets pretty hot in the O.T. –
Are there different rules?
After all, we both know we’re right.
And don’t ask me what ‘religion’ I am, OK?
Or I could get really angry…
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