6-9 God, smash their teeth to bits,leave them toothless tigers.Let their lives be buckets of water spilled,all that’s left, a damp stain in the sand.Let them be trampled grassworn smooth by the traffic.Let them dissolve into snail slime,be a miscarried fetus that never sees sunlight.Before what they cook up is half-done, God,throw it out with the garbage!