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Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2005 12:00AM PDT)
From: Send an Instant Message "John French" <mosshead7@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pure Evil
To: ontherecord@foxnews.com
There's this kid who would like to think of himself
- Think of himself - as pure evil.
And, moreover, he would like others to do so too.
He wants (no rather) needs people to think this.
The only kind of pure he is
- Is pure white trash -
He is, basically, a white trash piece of shit.
Sure he also wants and needs people
Who he can suck in and feel sorry for him
In order to manipulate them and feed -
Feed - the false idols he prays to
That really have him further chained
Like a slave to a furious ego - empty
And needing more - And willing to do
Just about anything possible to get it
Sure, I forgive him for taking advantage
I forgive him for praying to the devil
And trying for demonic trances
A darker side of wizardry and spells he
Would hope help conjure a fearful status
Beyond the limitations of his real life
Beyond his white trash, miserable life
And, I even forgive him for cajoling
My loving nephew - a true blue friend -
- (True blue until the end) -
To a point of life where he met death
And was forced to the other side
At a young age of just Seventeen
Dead in a cannoning accident at Seventeen
Dead in the Ohio - Beautiful River - it was
Called by the Native Americans before us
And beautiful boy that was before us
Now no more. Dead. To the other side
He has gone. Yet we still feel him.
Sure I forgive this white trash piece of shit
But I do not think he is pure evil - just trash.
And I don't feel sorry for him & his "dealt hand"
Because, as we all know, luck can turn around
And people can pull themselves up and move on
Yet he consciously chose to direct his energies
Toward trying to trick others into thinking he was evil.
Something greater, bigger and a part of something
Other than the lonely, frightened, ignorant, pathetic 
And, finally, cowardice child he really - really is.


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