My Mary Magdalene but me
My Mary Magdalene, but me
What, Lo! Here! Of what worlds do I see!
Oh, look...here...my Mary Magdalene but me
What looks...HERE...what jaws I do reap?
Oh, look...here...my Mary Magdalene but me
What tender legs that never open, what jaw-dropped, tender ways they collide
And on this stern-glass Hobbit's Castle, I, Mog the Moogle, do my pages of Time collide?
What, Lo! Here! Of what worlds do I see!
Oh, look...here...my Mary Magdalene but me
What looks...HERE...what jaws I do reap?
Oh, look...here...my Mary Magdalene but me
And, Lo, what looks here Titaness Sister Io,
than Norse/ Greek mythos as I seep?
What looks...HERE...what jaws I do reap?
Oh, look...here...my Mary Magdalene but me
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