Saints and Sinners
Saints and Sinners
The smile is broad
But the heart is bile
an outstretched hand is birthed
from a saintly pouch
But alas, such as richly coated
but with a shortened desire
A frail passion
A flinty heart
devoid of piety
thus encapsulated
within a virtuous being
Whereby Enrobing both saints and sinners
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