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Deus
Deus does not exist.
But if he does,
He lives in the sky above me,
In the fattest largest cloud up there.
He is whiter than white and cleaner than clean.
He wants to reach me.
Deus does not exist.
But if he does I always notice him.
Getting ready in his airy room.
He is picking his gloves so gently off.
He wants to touch me.
I'm walking humbly down a tiny street.
Pulling my collar it gets bigger.
I once met him.
It really surprised me.
He put me in a bath tub.
Made me squeeky clean.
Really clean.
To create a universe you must taste the forbidden fruit.
He said hi. I said hi.
I was still clean.
Deus does not exist.
But if he does he'd want to get down from that cloud.
First marzipan fingers than marble hands.
More silent than silence and slower than slow.
Diving towards me.
My collar is huge room for two hands,
They start at the chest and move slowly down.
I thought I had seen everything.
He wasn't white and fluffy.
He just had sideburns.
He just had sideburns. and a quiff.
He said hi. I said hi.
I was still clean.
I was squeeky clean.
I was surprised.
Just as you would be.
Deus deus.
He does not exist.
Deus deus.
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Deus deus.
He does not exist.
Deus deus.
Just as you would be.
I was surprised.
I was squeeky clean.
I was still clean.
He said hi. I said hi.
He just had sideburns. and a quiff.
He just had sideburns.
He wasn't white and fluffy.
I thought I had seen everything.
They start at the chest and move slowly down.
My collar is huge room for two hands,
Diving towards me.
More silent than silence and slower than slow.
First marzipan fingers than marble hands.
But if he does he'd want to get down from that cloud.
Deus does not exist.
I was still clean.
He said hi. I said hi.
To create a universe you must taste the forbidden fruit.
Really clean.
Made me squeeky clean.
He put me in a bath tub.
It really surprised me.
I once met him.
Pulling my collar it gets bigger.
I'm walking humbly down a tiny street.
He wants to touch me.
He is picking his gloves so gently off.
Getting ready in his airy room.
But if he does I always notice him.
Deus does not exist.
He wants to reach me.
He is whiter than white and cleaner than clean.
In the fattest largest cloud up there.
He lives in the sky above me,
But if he does,
Deus does not exist.
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