Strange Woman

Decree
A virgin wallos
On the barren hills
With fearful agony
And lovers chills
She walks among the living
With a stately symphony
With giggles and huffaws
of Sublime iniquity
A denial so rampid among
The scarred and torn
Tis a language so putrid
Tis vile to be scorned
If only a mother could
Have she became, much
Less than a father
A son, a first born
If you want to follow
This ragged willery
Then mine and into the Darkness
Of choirs Harmony

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Much better than your art work. :D:rolleyes: