Poetic-Verses
FOR SHE WAS SUCH AND SUCH A THING TO ME
There lies her sponcled self
What is that to me?
See thou to it.
Cast her on the same plat of ground
On which Naboth's corpse was cast
E're the dogs feed on a meal
For she was such and such a thing
To me.
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FOR SHE WAS SUCH AND SUCH A THING TO ME
FOR SHE WAS SUCH AND SUCH A THING TO ME