Writers block is what Moses used; he was the one on
tablets. His neighbour had a wonky car and wife to match. Presenting the culprits
under garments he stole off the washing line. Then accusing his wife of lying, the
exodus or as I call it, just a Jewish conga line. You can’t blame the guy for
trying. Trying to split up that affair like the red sea.
Wants to kill her but
now thanks to him, in Gods eyes that’s not allowed. Jesus Christ her would love
to kill her. Oh mustn’t use that name in vain. Odds against him now stacked,
beside the cave door her bags already packed. Oh the drama, and this was all on
a Sunday!
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