Ratchet Hatchet

A ratchet hatchet made moves to thatch her maiden hitch but it didn’t come out smooth so she pulled a switch and steered a move to remove the coil only to be foolishly foiled by an inner sanctimonious strumpet. A wave of the banded hand put her in flight realizing her life wasn’t right even though in her mischief she brandished a knife. With the wisdom from strife, the Holy cloister from Roister made the melee old news and evoked the LORD to permit a harmonious journey to Burney.

By Jerriè McGill

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About St. Rev. Jerriè McGill

I'm a devout Christian Saint, Prophet, and Minister lady who loves the LORD. I'm also a writer, singer, composer, and visionary. I aspire to be like my Holy Father, an angel. I'm a Holy Roller Stomper, quite serious, yet joyful of my True Father's Heavenly work. I'm a graduate of Georgia Southern University and have a Bachelor of Science degree in Justice Studies. I reside in Atlanta, GA.
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