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Naughty by mike bullock I've been a naughty boy today Thoughts bombard my addled brain Some are pleasing, rather nice Some should end up down the drain Sadly, though, the devil knows Just what revs my motor up Cannot cut them off at source Images I tend to sup. As my body heaves away Hates pollution of the kind That infiltrates my Spirit home Courtesy of damaged mind Thankfully repentance comes Washed and purified by He Who shed His precious blood abroad To cleanse a sinner such as me. |
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