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Cenacle Poems - Poems about Cenacle


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...Oh boy of the fifties born and bred, London's burning while Nero plays His strings of chord while Christians bled. Aah, memories of the good old days. Lions consumed the prisoner wretch, Encir......

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Categories: cenacle, religion,
Form: Rhyme

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