yall ain't no christians
just some lazy, lying dogs
nasty as ****
raping your own children
nasty stanking hoe dog
"common as bat shit"
you dug up every murdered man's grave
claiming to be so *** damn brave
did you work "roots" on white racists, too
you low hoe?
no, when it came to the white man
you were never more than a white worm
did you know better?
AN EMPHATIC YES!
cretin!
cunt!
how dare you die unrepentant!
you knew better
you always knew better
how dare you STALK, LIE AND PERSECUTE ME
because you claimed you didn't like the color of my skin
you said i could not get a prayer past my forehead
you told me to never read the book of revelation
you and your cracker fens said i had no right to the tree of life
ROT
ROT
ROT
ROT
stanking hoe
how dare you die at eighty-seven years, eleven months and twenty-four days
full of abominable lies
how dare you preach full of avarice and vice
how dare you think you could ever sully my GranDADDY
ROME WALTERS'
good name
how dare you spend your ENTIRE life being a HORROR UNLEASHED!
there is one good thing i must say about you
martha jane walters hodges doster watson lamoureax
d t is surely your twin
no, he shall not win
his name shall be cursed
all his supporters have had their lying, greedy, hate mongering say
no, it is not over
THE HOLY SPIRIT
SHALL DEAL HARSHLY WITH EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM!
BEAMING!
***THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES***
Saturday, August 22, 20/20
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