Broken
The shivering heights shall no longer be climbed
The rumbling growls shall no longer be heard
For ye do not show up the least as last
My fast is broken, my celibacy is destroyed
What shall I do now?
Go to Hell?
Never know, never know!
AAAAAuuch! I am in utter pain,
My stomach aches, and intestines seem swollen.
What did I eat last night?
Do not know, Do not know!
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