Wicked verse & poetry- prophecy from the Great book of Bumbrians.

And in those days lived the prophet Baba Ganosh and he did the bidding of the Spirit Wind
AND of a season early in the morning when it was yet dark the spirit winds messenger lay asleep in his bed in the bush and behold the spirit wind came upon him and bid him go. Rising he kicked his wife awake and she did fall from the sleeping tree and did come to rest upon a thorns bush, but the spirit wind bid the prophet go and go he went.

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Later after many days travel he stood upon the market squire in the chief  city  of the tribes of the Bumbrians and he began to proclaim “BEWARE yea Bumbrians for the spirit wind says there will be a child born a son of Bumbria and thou shalt name him Asunder (which is been interrupted he who farts like thunder).

And the Bumbrians slew the messenger and cast his bones into the corn mill and made great breads.

Now it came to pass that 100 years did pass in times of men and the prophecy was remembered no more by the Bumbrians except a few antiquarians who study old things. 

And a Bumbrian woman who had never been a vegan and had given birth to eleven sons who had the mental capacity of a bunch of carrots in due season brought forth a boy child of dark disposition and hair upon his back and they took the child on the 14th day to the courts of the record keepers and they called him Asunder.

The lad grew tall and strong and had not the disability of his siblings.
And Asunder grew n knowledge and manipulation.

And upon a certain day Asunder was deprived of his cock pops.

He because exceeding angry, his face darkened and the earth began to shake as if been struck by the clubs of giants, the ground began to crack and great holes appeared the sky grew dark with storm clouds and the wins began to blow volcano’s long dormant awoke,  new volcanos broke from the oceanic floors and great clouds of salpuric gas was thrown into the high atmosphere. THEN DID ASUNDER FART LIKE THUNDER AND THE EARTH WAS TORN asunder and that was the end of Asunder.  AND over the rest of the country it will be a mind day with some cloud cover been blown in from the west.

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Author: The sarejessian

52 YEAR OLD ARTIST WRITER, COMPOSER AND HISTORIAN FROM SOUTH AFRICA. STUDENT OF HISTORY, TIME WALKER, AUTHOR, WALKER AFTER JESUS, CHRISTIAN, DYSLEXIC WONDER, PROUD OF MY SCOTTISH HERITAGE FAMILY Genealogist, Member of the totally normal maladjusted family of man. Anti Evolutionist, Inventor, Thinker, Musical instrument maker AS BILLY SHAKESPEARE WOULD HAVE SAID STICK WITH ME BABY AND ILL MAKE YOU USE YOUR MIND TO THINK.

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