My dearest Mother.....

[hangover]

Thank you for giving me comfort when the cyber bullies insult and attack me.

Thank you for comforting me when the false prophet media deceives the masses.

Thank you for reassuring me when the beastly politicians do unspeakable crimes in my name.

Thank you for giving me strength to endure the horrors of these endless wars.

Thank you for being there with me, when I was all alone down at the railroad tracks at the hobo camp on Christmas eve.

Thank you for touching the heart of the stranger that gave me twenty dollars when I was hungry and penniless.

As God is my Father, and Jesus is my brother, you my dear holy spirit, I have no doubt are my dearest mother. Please tell dad I apologize for my mistakes. And tell Jesus I said thanks for his sacrifice.

 

[hangover]

These are the words of Hangover. I take the name hangover, as I am a retched sinner. My words are inspired, not the word of God. Neither was the Psalmist's the word of God. He was inspired, as I.