I turn to God,
He laughed and turned me away,
I turned to the Devil, and He
said let's play.
For forty years I hid from the sun
and cavorted into the night.
This macabre of black magic won
over the righteous fight.
But one day, I became old
and
Waiting for death at the graveyard, traipsing one of my abstruse moods. I noticed a grayish-hued Cardinal was stalking me, going from one ...
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