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Friday, November 11, 2011

Behold The Obamanable Bushman

These people are blemishes
at your love feasts,
eating with you
without the slightest qualm—
shepherds who feed only themselves.
They are clouds without rain,
blown along by the wind;
autumn trees,
without fruit and uprooted—
twice dead.
They are wild waves of the sea,
foaming up their shame;
wandering stars,
for whom blackest darkness
has been reserved forever.
~ Jude 1

Enemies disguise themselves with their lips,
but in their hearts they harbor deceit.
~ Proverbs 26

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