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SATAN’S COMPLAINT
I prayed to Jesus, "Jesus, I pray,
Satan done my soul waylaid.
He seduced me into a life of sin.
Jesus, look at the trouble I'm in.
Jesus, look at the trouble I'm in."
Jesus said, "Guess who just was at my backdoor?
Why Satan was here just a minute before.
And he lodged a complaint himself."
He said, "That boy don't need my help."
He said, "That boy make his trouble himself."
"He don't need me around!"
Inspired by "The Conference Of The Birds" by Farid ad-Din Attar