We rise to the occassion, the stakes are high.
Incarnating as a God, after telling the Heavens good bye.
The goyim that try, the graves are their home.
Splitting the red sea like hair from a comb.
Trust is a must, we rush towards the palace.
Fasting from meat, we stick to salad.
The Asiatic Black Man, Draco is his home.
While deep blue sea, Sirius is his abode.
The high order of being, compassion is what we seek.
The sheep that speak, like lil bo peep.
A stairway to the pyramid, ever so steep.
And we thought that the snake was the only one to creep.
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