Twelver Bloodletting
Who believe to be alive,
on this earth after death.
Who crave fame, Rial or crown,
hard to be a savior of mankind.
Decisive fatwa from best findings,
Grand Ayatollah blackclothed.
Mourning in the morning,
a lot of verses are amusing.
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