Kyle Hamp - ! Spit at Angels

We'll sit on clouds with bubble- Yum!
And share in young delights
As we pick the Angels- Fling!
Whoa, you knocked out all his lights...

Age might come to hinder- Oh!
But we will not be moved.
Kicking Angels in the- Well...
I guess God disapproved.

So we sit in everlasting- Ouch!
Just burning in a Hell.
Wishing for Someone to- YES!
Oh, whip that Angel's tail! !

Kyle Hamp

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