Who the cap fit - Bob Marley (LYRICS/LETRA) (Reggae)

AWESOME! AWESOME! AWESOME!

Wo/Man to Wo/Man, is so UNJUST!

Dear LORD I am prostrate, on my face, humbled to my core! Every fiber of my being honors You, lifts Your mighty Name.

Born Sixty-nine point nine years ago into the clutches of a "creature" , so depraved, so devoid of morals and scruples, no one has heard one of my complaints. People rush away, like I am the skunk , I if tenderly try to bring the mongrel monstrosity up.

Well World,The stank whore lived

lived and vexed Me, vexed and stalked Us, her entire Family and friends, for Eighty-Eight Years!

Stank 'hoe died UN RE PEN TANT!

It was her choice

WE ALL have Free Will!

NO, I refuse to go the way of martha jane

World, martha jane (mathy jane) walters hodges doster watson lamoureax was a demon disquised for far too long.

No ,I have no love for her

No, I can no longer fear her

When the low 'root working" whore died

so did her su-su

ROT
ROT
ROT
UNREPENTANT WHORE OF BABYLON

Don't ever fear demons

Stand up to all of them

If they are dead

Dance, Dance,Dance

Up on their dead ass UN RE PEN TANT grave

BEAMING!!!

***THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES***
Sunday, March 14, 2021

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YES! I should have known better but, I didn't. I had just won a house, solid red brick, huge on a half acre of land. World, it was beautiful, my own little paradise! So beautifully decorated. One room, my "Ego Room" lined with plush blood red carpeting, double coushioned, huge windows that looked out on an Apple tree. My backyard was lined with beautiful shurbery. Not only was I enjoying my perfect paradice, I was young! BEAUTIFUL if I must say so myself. Tiny, petit, one hundred and ten pounds soaking wet. Hair luxurious. Shape like a Coke bottle! I only had one problem; my birthER; a low slut named martha jane walters! HORROR UNLEASHED!!! Chill, the bitch is dead, done rotted and gone back to the hell s/he escaped. Yes, the stanking whore actively stalked me for sixty-two years. No more BITCH! You DEAD! LET YOUR DEAD ASS STAY DEAD! I do have one question, where did you find that fucking "thang", you deliberately manipulated me into marrying? You going to H...

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AWESOME! AWESOME! AWESOME! What do evil doers do , when they get caught red handed? They RAGE! They Lie! They blame! They "Cut-the-evil-demonic-fool"! They cut, they shoot, bludgeon! Crucify! Mainly, they DENY! DENY! DENEY! Then they turn to extreme hate! They block you! Take all your fiends, foes and family. They laugh! They brag about how ell they are winnining. Yes, they love to pick on children, infants, the poor, the elderly and most certainly , all Messengers of GOD's Holy Truth. They run for Conjure! Wo/men like my "birther", shake "Dust". Low, fallen whores , like my "mother", would rather wipe their filthy, nasty, stanking ass, in a letter, and mail it to her only daughter, before they will dare humble themselves and ever admit the Truth. Skanks! Low skanks! Refuse to read! Refuse to study! Thieves! Thieves , still too vacuous to know what they stole. They say ; "Misery loves company". Lies you tell; Misery, MAKES comp...

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