Sunday Lessens

I hid whole parables
blues felt ‘ventures
Spoiled seed spilled
cross’t dangers
They just felt off, so
in rings I’m toss’t
w’fallen angels

F’Abel’s too big, see
e’en bleeding out
on first Eve’s table
first lamb of God
dumb f’luck scattered
as ‘ey always do
Cain’s part smattered

David, friend o’ God
took more than He
said he ought
he held belief
in fig sized leaf
‘stead grace for
She, bu’ he fought

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