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|Main Page|- |SOL Poem|- |Your Christian Poems|- |St. Michael Chaplet|- |Rosary|- |Aid of Angels|- |Overpopulation?|- |Amazon.com Gift Shop|- |LK Chat! **NEW ONE**|- |SIGN GUESTBOOK|- |View Guestbook|- |Links|- |Email Me|My FatherBY: Nicole Into the black of night. He tells me not to bother, Humoring my fright. He says that it's that Satan fellow Who wants to do me in, Who makes the ghosts in shadows, and voices in the wind. So, I wrap my covers 'round me, And offer up a prayer. Then Satan with his tricks will flee. My Father's always there. |