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When the dastardly woman Helena
Arrives to collect our souls
And cast them into the lake of purgatory,
She ponders whether she shall find
The soul of a young, zealous woman
Worth more nickels of eternity,
Than the areolas of a haughty bastard?
Copyright © Glenn Mccrary | Year Posted 2012
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