• You fowl creature,
    You can't be divine!
    For God is pure,
    He takes sides with mine.
    Your dictation has an ending,
    Speak your last words, they will end soon.
    He will make a new beginning.
    We will watch over by the moon,
    We will be as though a glove,
    Warming with internal love.
    He will always have power,
    I will always assist with potential.
    For he gives sprays & showers,
    Angels with every essential.