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Two Sticks and A Stone Two Sticks and A Stone Nailed by brotheren man, I disburse parabled quotations; Words distained, fall short in relation; Beggings of symphonic revelation... Be dangled, be crushed amongst me, Men; hang not! I, sinless and bless my crossing; Willed why be I, be pebble stricken Rise might I with wood bared back, And may sinfull judgment be with me; Be I not hipocratic and without myself Scrolled and rescripted, repeatings read, As I engulf stale bread; Drink the passing of vinagered wine, Lift my carry of crosses upon the backward, Most willfull, burried deep in pebbled stone My father professed of my given, That mountainous may I rise, From beneath the removed rocks, Sent forth in recreation, With two sticks and a stone... |
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