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By jamesaguiar - Posted on 23 January 2010

 She must wonder-
Sister severe of the holy flagellates.
"What is that growth
Protruding from his pants
That he beats with pain
again, and again.
Wretched child-
The devils offspring!"
 
Just so
nun too sharp
Release your harp
This fish-thorn carp
Will pierce and penetrate
From this well of hate
In pudendal crucifixion.
My unsaintly mission-
To send your sin to remission
To make you well
And click your heels at hell.
 

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