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Samson

I heard poor old Samson 
Singing songs for Delilah 
One fruitful afternoon 
In a room after gala 

Her charming beauty 
Made him loudly squeal 
Telling secrets so loudly 
Like his "Achilles heel"

Poor old Samson 
He was played like a stone 
Like an old flute, he spoke 
His whole silence was broke 

For his body was mighty 
For he's blessed by the almighty 
But his spirit was weak 
And he's played like a freak

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