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Barrel Fever
AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Barrel Fever

Poem By Aram Stefanian

Living in a cashless society
Requires that everyone get a bar code.
After enumatration at birth,
You receive a mark
In your forehead or right hand.
The number of a man might
Make easier an access mode
Of the remote control over
Your current location and stand.
Once you turn into an appliance,
You're going to be an easy target.
It is not too late to pray to Jesus.
Unless He saves you, you're lost forever.
And if you remain as blind as a bat,
You can miss the rapture,
And might be hit by barrel fever.

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