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CHALLENGE OF THE UNCIRCUMCIZED
Braggest now Goliath on;
Shouts some silly shouts of gods!
Tunes but scare the weakened hearts
Of Israel's soldiers out
‘Who are you, you son of hell?'
I hear David now but say
‘Who are you, uncircumcised?'
Chills the air as he but says
‘Mine are beggons; gods by me'
Fits Philistia, all of you
You and your gods die today
You and your gods end today
Let the passing bird now find
Your corpse at this spot I've left
Beasts abundant find as meal
Your dead bodies plenty here.
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CHALLENGE OF THE UNCIRCUMCIZED
CHALLENGE OF THE UNCIRCUMCIZED