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How Angels Smell (Free verse) by Dovina

How can angels do their jobs to comfort a stink-sodden nose, or agree to fragrance of a rose? For after all the reverent hype, they have no sense of smell. In duty to God, and love of humans, they smell in emulation, then grimace or exert a smile at odors they imagine. Not so different after all from worshiping God with no accompanying Spirit, no way to feel His presence.

ALChemy 30-Sep-05/7:45 AM
The Vin Diesel you see in movies is actually a rare hairless gorilla indigenous to the jungle/toxic waste dump known as The Bronx. This explains the indecipherable monkey babble that dribbles from his mouth whenever he attempts to speak ('cause he's from The Bronx. Get it? brlllrumpbump-Tishhh.)
I've sped up the evolutionary process for his species so that within the next five years he and his kind will evolve into giant erect penises that will unite to take over the world beating all humans to death with their huge heads only to soon become extinct in the subsequent celebration catastrophe when they all drown in their own ejaculation. The world will then be the way it always should have been, Stupid.

Hear the prophecy of Evil Denis.




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