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Seventh Day He Rested
Pooling our resources,
Doing it avidly,
He watches over His sheep, symbolically.
The Eastern margin,
On The Mediterranean Sea,
Pact, vow, or orthodoxy.
Feeding on locusts and winged insects,
They were delicacies,
Paul sailing on trading ships.
His name, Elohim,
His son a Nazarene,
All the God-fearing people,
Are luminaries.
On the seventh day He rested,
It's not to be contested.
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Steve Bujanow, Chris Theriault, Neo Cortex The Band, aka Neo Cortex
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