08-01-2010, 03:39 PM
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comfortably numb...
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Originally Posted by preacher
PSALM OF PRAISE TO THE GIANT WHITE GRANNY BRA
A Meditation of The Fuck™
Praise unto thee, O bountious granny bra!
I will extol thy virtues, and I will bless thee with my words.
Great are thy cups and that within beyond compare.
For generations thy treasures have pleased the eyes of men.
For generations thy treasures have pleased the hand of men.
For generations thy treasures have pleased the tongue of men.
Verily, one generation shall praise thy flesh to another, and shall declare thy mighty bosom a work and wonder.
In this generation shall I praise that which is hidden in thy white cotton, yea even they that are much more than a mouthful.
But they are not wasted, O mighty white bra!
For yea, the staff of the Messenger doth travel the valley between. and though it be surrounded and encompassed about, there shall be no fear, but glory! In the days to come, I shall abundantly utter the memory of many journeys within the valley, and shall sing in righteous praise of thee, O bra that holdeth them in place and verily doth lift and separate that which is within.
O blessed white cotton glory! Upon her back lieth thy 3 inch strap that doth firmly hold!
O thy cups that overflow!
Thy praise is well deserved by man who beholdeth the wonders within thy embrace!
For thy great measure shall not be held to a single D, not to the mighty measure of the double D, but verily shall be as the almighty mountains that reacheth for the heavens! And when thy hooks are opened, thy mountains of flesh shall burst forth like unto the angry fist of JEHOVA as their freedom is granted!
Woe be unto the man who be not prepared for the wondorous sight before him!
Woe be unto the man who knoweth not the ways of the explorer of the slopes, the peaks, and the valleys of thy warm mountains!
For without such knowledge will the gates of the glittering golden qunt be forever closed and opened not.
May thy cotton ever stay white, O mighty bra, and may thy straps bind that which is within thy cups in place until the hour of revelation is nigh!
Thy glory be praised evermore, O giant white granny bra.
Amen
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