Heil Belly full of Gas,
Bloated art thou amongst Colon,
And bloated is the ileum of thy Tract,
Tummy Heavy, if only can fart,
pray the SIBO,
now & forever
would Depart…
Heil Belly full of Gas,
.•. In HIS strength .•.
Nothing is more un-shareable than
Your L • I • F • E
&
all it entails.
your personal choices of everything;
are gifted to you - for you, only.
That which is good — is for you.
That, not so good — for you, too;
Yes, expect too, that which is dirty;
the fragrant & the blemished;
the near perfect… so too the deformed; the ugly, the unnice..
««»» EVERYTHING ««»»
That which fetches you to tranquility:
instills calm.. provides blissfulness;
brings you close to happiness;
seek these, on your own,
& for a spell,
bask in their soothing warmth..
for these, they are all for you,
• only •
None else
Other than HE, no one gifts you these..
He gave ALL you'd ever need,
need HE be here too
?