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Mahalia Jackson - I Found The Answer YES!!!

AWESOME x 3!!!
I know satan is mad! The old dead slut is raging in her stanking ass grave! Unrepentant! Stank! Ate up with perversion ! Sins s/he enjoyed but,  pretended , (only to certain people), s/he didn't do.
What a SKANK !!!
World, the wo/man that birthED me, held her stank turds,  in higher regard, than s/he did me. ( Than us, really. They just don't know it because  we are all cut from the same cloth. 
A sick, manipulative,  pathological lying,  Pervert! A sexual Nymphomaniac,  that resorted to the Occult, Conjure, Voodoo,  in an effort to maintain her double life.
Prostituting and Preaching! Mothering and Molesting! Sowing sick misery,  while refusing to reap.
A life of hate,  and something s/he  called love. A life of "Pretend"! A life where a wo/man of multi personalities, multiple motives, raged for eighy-eight years, if you round up.
World, I'm over here laughing,  because I've "Out lived" her! Praise GOD almighty! What if I had a dollar,  for every time that stank 'hoe tried to kill me? 
Rich! Rich! Rich!
What if I had a dime for every time that stank 'hoe declared that I wasn't shit? 
Richer than rich. I would have "Money's mammy"!
"All I know, is all I know." A lie shall never be true,  and the thickest, slowest, most naive slob, catch on,  after (a) while.
BEAMING!!!
So!? What a Blessing! World, martha jane walters hodges doster watson lamoureaux, was pure MAGGOT! HORROR UNLEASHED! DEMON POSSESSED! A SADISTIC, PSYCHOTIC, IGNORNT DULLARD!
I'm DELIVERED!!!

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