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by Jan Oscar Hansen
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  Man with the cloven foot walks through the night, harsh and frustrated,
he was the result when a farmhand had intercourse with a cow....and
when the cow, a cold February day gave birth on a snowy field, people fled in
distress; the devil has been reborn, they screamed and ran away.
 
The father of this obscenity hung from the rafter in the barn and bitterly
thought it had all come to this because his wife slept with bloomers on.
The child licked by warm cow tongues survived behind a hollow of a stone
and the farmer wondered why his cattle gave so little milk.
 
Cloven foot, how could he hide from people's fear and utter disgust other
than being evil and cursing mankind, he who had done nothing but being
a victim of a farmer's hands, unbecoming lust. Priests gave him the name
Satan, although he was never baptized.
 
He survived, wears a built up shoe to hide his defect, works in finance,
spreads mayhem and poverty. “Love me he says, and I will bring peace
but you must become vegetarians because I will not allow you to turn
my flesh and blood into hamburgers or Sunday roast."
 
May 24 ,2012
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