Psalm 9

Margaret strikes me wickedly, and I am humbled

Psalm 9

I am chastised by Dottora Margaret, with my whole heart,
I recount only your internal bowels moving.

I rejoice and delight in you internally,
I sing Dottora Margaret is most high.

Your enemies fall in retreat,
I stumble and perish in your presence.
For you have delivered fair judgement in your way,
You have annhilated on your throne my complete lovecraft.

You have rebuked the Nations, and seen the wicked,
and blotted out whoever's name remains for ever"
Wipe me out, ruin my obsequious entourage.
You have annhilated cities, even memories are torturesome.

See, Dottora Magaret is enthroned forever,
keeping her throne upon firm judgments,
she herself is judge of the world in uprightness.
She casts the verdict upon her reasons.

May Margaret be a strengthening of the oppressed,
a strength to overcome all trouble.
Those who revere the name of Dottora Margaret,
rely on you, and will never desert you Dottora.

Dottora Margaret your a*****e is Zions
show the nations, Zion is your shitting and pee.
Avenge me in blood Margaret that I do not forget.
You have me afflicted to seek I live for you to s**t.

Treat me pitifully Dottoressa, and cause afflictions.
Pull me into death that I lived your life.
that I may recount your afflictions, upon opening the gates for daughters of Zion.
Dottora Margaret, rejoice in every salutation.

I have fallen into the trap I have made,
my foot is caught in a snare.
Dottora Margaret has s**t and peed,
she has judged me as wicked and ensnared me until death.
By the work of her hands, I am chaste.

May the wicked turn away from Lativa Margaret.
all the nations would forget her.
For the needy she has not forgotten,
forever does my hope for her to mate still linger.

Arise Lativa Margaret, human strength shall not prevail,
The Son's of Man stand trial before you,
Stike them into terror Lattressa Margaret.
The nation shall know they are only human.

Why Dottora Margaret do you keep distant,
shitting in hidings in my times of wanting, and waning.
In your pride I am weak and hunted.
and caught in a plan to be devisive.
As I am wicked I am proud of to live as your a*****e internally through transitivity.
There is a God, but one has thoughts.

In all circumstances my steps are assured,
While you cast judgements upon my head.
Rivals are scoffed, all of them scoffed at.

They say in their hearts. "I shall never be shaken"
free of the trouble, you wished for.

Their's is full of lies and brow beating,
under their tongue are lies in ambush,
who lurk in spite of an ambush.
In your hiding place the innocent are murdered.

Dottora Margaret the wicked are downtrodden
lurking unseen in a lion's den
lurking to pounce the poor.
Amante pounce me and drag me in a net.
Keep watch, crouching down low.
I am a poor wretch is in your clutches.
I say to the world she forgets,
being assured you will follow in averice.

Fists, Dottora Margaret raise your fists.
do not forget to cause all of my afflictions.
Do not turn away from seeing my end.

You have have seen for yourself my troubles and vexhations.
Take it in your hand and hold it.
I am oppressed and reliant,
to be an orphan in recourse forever.

Break my arm for it is evil and wicked.
Seek out my wickedness, and break me unto the end.
Margart is Queen forever the hedonistic she has banished from her sight.

Zion is not aware of all evil.
Margarets people are devoured,
I eat Dottora's Margaret's S**t
I drink Dottora Margarets Peeing.
S**t my persona, and s**t in my mouth Dottora Margaret.

I am gripped with fear, where there is no need to fear.
For Margaret uses me for copulence.
Mock my plans.
Trivilal I am under Dottora Margaret.

Who will bring Zion to salvation.
When Margaret is her people's need, and pride.
What Joy for Jacopb, what abundance for Israel.