salt of the earth
you who’d not change a single thing in life ~ may not get another chance
whereas i’m guaranteed one more presage ~ i’ve sold my soul in advance
satan wouldn’t take it ~ so traded with Lot’s wife for her sustained glance
By David Kavanagh
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