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	GOSPEL OF BOKE {45 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_45_01}   SOME COUNTRY BOYS prepare to go to town ... {GOB_45_02}   WHILE PARIS and NICOLE are sneaking out. {GOB_45_03}   Each country boy's sweet mamma lays it down: {GOB_45_04}   "Boys, what would Jesus do?" // THE BOYS: "About?"   {GOB_45_05}   "Whatever you've got on your mind. Have fun!" {GOB_45_06}   BOKE WONDERS WHY that's never asked before {GOB_45_07}   some head off for Iraq to jump and run {GOB_45_08}   on pecker-headed orders 'CAUSE "IT'S WAR!"   {GOB_45_09}   No, Jesus only cares your pants stay zipped ... {GOB_45_10}   And never sass your daddy or your mom ... {GOB_45_11}   And never, when you're drinkin', get too ripped ... {GOB_45_12}   No, Jesus doesn't care 'bout folks you bomb ...   {GOB_45_13}   Just keep your powder dry around those girls. {GOB_45_14}   A heap-a-trouble grabbin' rich pas' pearls. {>>>}
	GOSPEL OF BOKE {46 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_46_01}   Yes, what DID Jesus do? He made folks mad. {GOB_46_02}   The social structure said: He's got to die! {GOB_46_03}   Not only did he do what they forbade! {GOB_46_04}   By God, he had THE NERVE to deify ...   {GOB_46_05}   ... himself! "The Son of God?" What crap is this? {GOB_46_06}   GOD CALLS: "Where in the story are you now?" {GOB_46_07}   "In chapter 5 of John." // "What emphasis?" {GOB_46_08}   "Good question, God." A WORMHOLE: Purple Cow ...   {GOB_46_09}   ... from Mars! pops in -- perhaps with some advice {GOB_46_10}   about where Boke should grab the thread tonight. {GOB_46_11}   "Sweet Cow! How goes your Christmas? Checking twice {GOB_46_12}   the list of who's been bad or good?" // "Just bite ...   {GOB_46_13}   ... my purple, spotted, Martian, Sweet Cow ass! {GOB_46_14}   THE BOTTOM LINE: I think Boke's talking ' CLASS.' " {>>>}
	GOSPEL OF BOKE {47 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_47_01}   "GOOD GOD!" says God, "You think?" and starts to sing {GOB_47_02}   a Johnny Paycheck song from long ago. {GOB_47_03}   Ironic'lly, of course -- job-shoving King {GOB_47_04}   is rarely heard of, even down below.   {GOB_47_05}   AND WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF God up and quit? {GOB_47_06}   Some think He has. Designed the world, then left {GOB_47_07}   us to our own devices. // Doesn't fit {GOB_47_08}   the story line of "rock of ages" cleft.   {GOB_47_09}   SWEET COW (who's studied theory well in France) {GOB_47_10}   moos: "CLASS was in the air before you flew {GOB_47_11}   off in a lazy rhyme and rhythm trance. {GOB_47_12}   Regarding class, well, what would Jesus moo? ...   {GOB_47_13}   ... He told a rich man: Give it all away. {GOB_47_14}   A line you'll never hear George Dubya say." {>>>}
	GOSPEL OF BOKE {48 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_48_01}   There's more to class than money, Boke suggests {GOB_48_02}   elliptic'lly with fragments French cows know {GOB_48_03}   by heart from cafe blandishments. Faux gestes {GOB_48_04}   persuasive for their quality of snow.   {GOB_48_05}   For that piece of Boke doubletalk a swat {GOB_48_06}   from Sweet Cow's tail, tattooed "democracy" {GOB_48_07}   in Chinese symbols. Sweet Cow's pure bon mot. {GOB_48_08}   Exquisite! Nicest swat you'll ever see...   {GOB_48_09}   ... Aimed perfectly before God has His say {GOB_48_10}   with His rolled-up newspaper: New York Times {GOB_48_11}   (NOTE: Not The Wall Street Journal) to survey {GOB_48_12}   what "everybody knows" -- their myths and slimes.   {GOB_48_13}   "Why are they so afraid of Howard Dean?" {GOB_48_14}   Rhetorical, of course, same old routine.
	GOSPEL OF BOKE {49 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_49_01}   CLICK. MOUNT OF OLIVES TEMPLE / EARLY MORN {GOB_49_02}   The people seek Him. Jesus sits to teach. {GOB_49_03}   SOME SCRIBES and PHARISEES drag in to scorn {GOB_49_04}   a guilty femme to stone ... and to impeach ...   {GOB_49_05}   ... the teacher with the law that's on their side. {GOB_49_06}   BUT JESUS did not answer straight their test, {GOB_49_07}   but rather knelt and sketched in sand. Denied {GOB_49_08}   his eyes to them, and let this thought molest ...   {GOB_49_09}   ... their righteous certainty: "He who is PURE, {GOB_49_10}   let him cast the first stone." His eyes stayed down {GOB_49_11}   as they all slipped away -- could not endure {GOB_49_12}   the pressure of their conscience. Scowl or frown ...   {GOB_49_13}   ... unnecessary from Christ's perfect eyes. {GOB_49_14}   "No one condemns you. Go. Sin less. More wise."
	GOSPEL OF BOKE {50 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_50_01}   BACK AT THE CAFE SWAT-BOKE "Class" remains {GOB_50_02}   an odd maling'ring shadow quite unfit {GOB_50_03}   for anyone but Martian cows with brains. {GOB_50_04}   SWEET COW (to God): "A needle's eye? No tit ...   {GOB_50_05}   ... of mine would go through one. And all mine squish {GOB_50_06}   quite flatter than Miss Hilton's precious nose. {GOB_50_07}   And rich guys far more slippery than fish {GOB_50_08}   could never slip where needle-threader goes ...   {GOB_50_09}   ... So Jesus spoke a metaphor, I guess?" {GOB_50_10}   "Guess all you like," says God, "I like your spots. {GOB_50_11}   Who made them purple? Not me, I confess." {GOB_50_12}   WHILE GOD'S DISTRACTED, Boke regains the hots ...   {GOB_50_13}   ... for Paris Hilton down home on the farm. {GOB_50_14}   BUT GOD knows everything: HOT-BOKE ALARM!
	GOSPEL OF BOKE {51 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_51_01}   RING! RING! The Boke Alarm is going wild! {GOB_51_02}   The Chinese government... The C.I.A. ... {GOB_51_03}   both scrambling to find out who has defiled {GOB_51_04}   the Internet with TRUTH. That's NOT OK!   {GOB_51_05}   "The Way Things Are" will crumble. They must stop {GOB_51_06}   the flow of this subversive sonnet stuff. {GOB_51_07}   Let's figure out the crime and call a cop. {GOB_51_08}   The only thing that gives them PAUSE is FLUFF.   {GOB_51_09}   A fear of purple cows might make folks doubt {GOB_51_10}   their sanity -- and cost them all respect. {GOB_51_11}   A PARALOGIC FACT long figured out {GOB_51_12}   by thousand-sonnet Boke ... whose one defect ...   {GOB_51_13}   ... is having only two lips to deploy {GOB_51_14}   in bringing to the world [TOP SECRET] joy.
	GOSPEL OF BOKE {52 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_52_01}   FADE IN ON "SIN" -- just one word on the screen. {GOB_52_02}   Erase "bad" from your mind -- and even "wrong." {GOB_52_03}   Just "SIN" -- the word alone -- what does it mean? {GOB_52_04}   FADE OUT: FADE IN ON "FREEDOM" ... Hear a song ...   {GOB_52_05}   ... composed of Jesus fragments, unattached {GOB_52_06}   to place or storied moment. HERE WE GO: {GOB_52_07}   IF sin: THEN bondage. Open door now latched. {GOB_52_08}   A slave to an obsession: Freedom's foe.   {GOB_52_09}   Life as a box with walls you've seen before. {GOB_52_10}   Sin is the walls and lid ... and nails ... and time. {GOB_52_11}   You know the walls so well, you will ignore {GOB_52_12}   the possibilities that pass. That crime ...   {GOB_52_13}   ... is sin -- a box -- a slavery -- confined ... {GOB_52_14}   controlling repetition -- static -- blind.
	GOSPEL OF BOKE {53 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_53_01}   THE COPS DID NOT ARREST HIM. Why? "No man {GOB_53_02}   has ever spoken like him." Strong and strange. {GOB_53_03}   Authority -- without a social span {GOB_53_04}   beneath him -- in himself an INTERCHANGE ...   {GOB_53_05}   ... of FRAGMENTS of past prophecy and new {GOB_53_06}   "hard sayings" that defied all "common sense." {GOB_53_07}   WITHOUT PROPRIETY -- a diff'rent brew {GOB_53_08}   from democratic rhetoric. Too dense ...   {GOB_53_09}   ... and strange -- to pluck on long-established strings {GOB_53_10}   of "as things are" ... Agreement could not be {GOB_53_11}   the destination -- but through spir'ling rings {GOB_53_12}   of brand new patterns, brand new eyes will see ...   {GOB_53_13}   ... with joyful, lost, amazement ... to a point {GOB_53_14}   you're at a brand new place -- a diff'rent joint.
	GOSPEL OF BOKE {54 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_54_01}   AND JESUS SAID: You cannot hear my word. {GOB_54_02}   Ye are the devil's children, share his lust. {GOB_54_03}   From the beginning, murderer. You heard {GOB_54_04}   no truth because your father did encrust ...   {GOB_54_05}   ... your soul with lies. He has no truth in him. {GOB_54_06}   If you were not his children you could hear {GOB_54_07}   the truth and know it. What you think's the whim {GOB_54_08}   of Satan who constructs your mind with fear.   {GOB_54_09}   You're boxed inside a sewer hole in hell. {GOB_54_10}   No truth can get to you -- just devil crap {GOB_54_11}   that seeps into your cracks and leaves the smell {GOB_54_12}   that smothers all the sweetness. IN YOUR LAP ...   {GOB_54_13}   ... THE POWER to decide to turn your back {GOB_54_14}   on stinking lies. Toss out your bullshit sack.
	GOSPEL OF BOKE {55 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_55_01}   "Who were you talking to about a bull?" {GOB_55_02}   says Sweet Cow with her tail up in the sky {GOB_55_03}   arranging clouds to suit her -- She's got pull {GOB_55_04}   with God's best angels. In the by and by ...   {GOB_55_05}   ... they've promised her a spot by heaven's door {GOB_55_06}   where she can visit any place and time {GOB_55_07}   without constraints of heaven that have wore {GOB_55_08}   out many Martian cows ... who had to rhyme ...   {GOB_55_09}   ... for tired angels who could not compose {GOB_55_10}   new songs to sing because of too much work {GOB_55_11}   protecting some mad prophet from the lows {GOB_55_12}   that prophets sink to sometimes in the murk ...   {GOB_55_13}   ... of God's strange mysteries ... that THIS one cow {GOB_55_14}   can fully understand ... right here, and now.

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