Long, long ago, there was a civilization Which spanned from the edge of Europe, into Asia And even in the Americas and Egypt. It used its red paints, and made art upon the walls Of caves, and on their obloid potery. Human Figures, and strange things, were drawn with these strange, red paints. They ornamented their homes with white, creature's skulls And fat, jolly Venuses, in subdivisions Walled off to avoid that ancient Behemoth's foot. His tail was like the cedar, and fire flung from His mouth, until a catastrophic event in The Mid Twenty Fourth Century wiped it all out.
Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.
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