God O’ballD

The following is a quirky poem I wrote about double-mindedness. *** Right now I wood lyke 2 spell yor nayme with two dees beakuz iyme con-fused without fusion un-one Two without u blown to sub-atomic smithereens (set blender to atom-smasher. Hit bl-end) with ewe confronted with tornadic reinteriordecorating sudden death we(l)dding what a mess pureed…