The 21st century prayer

Now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray the Lord my iPhone 6 to keep.

Taking sleep selfies through the night,

Growing my social media likes by hundreds till the morning light.

Now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray the Lord my youth to preserve.

If I age before I wake,

I pray the Lord my botox and wardrobe the charade to continue.

ooooOOOOOoooo

Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John,
Bless this laptop on my bed.
Before I post this picture online,
I give myself to Photoshop. 

Four credit cards on the left,
Four debit cards on the right,
One to buy those shoes, one to get the latest couture (or at least the best imitation),
And two to bear my warped up self away.

I go by sea, I go by land,
The Lord made them for me to indulge.
If any bills should come to me,
Sweet Jesus send me more credit cards.

For A listers and followers are the branch and I’m the flower,
I pray God Utopia to some day find.
And if I die before I wake,
I pray the Lord to leave on a bang.

ooooOOOOooo

The line between comfort and covetousness is very thin.

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I like to say a huge thank you to everyone who’s followed my blog recently, your following means a lot. And to all the one’s who have stayed faithful since the journey began, thank you ever so much,  your loyalty shown in comments, likes and pingbacks in a world with such fickle temperaments in very refreshing.

Thank you!

Stay refreshed.