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THE BUS-STOP OF THE OTHER SIN



There capitalizes the former
In former's former chalky
Soon shall be our brightness
Lacking none of goodness
Though the weight but killeth
Lead that Jack to somewhere
Steady there approaching
Zacchaeus in the fire
Lovest thou the bonk meat?
Trusting now the former
Shepherds sleeping sleevers
Led by Moses' Mantle
Losing none of brightness
Now murder thy number
Leave me alone


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THE BUS-STOP OF THE OTHER SIN

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