finding my way through
the five rivers
of the underworld
not easy rivers to navigate
paradise might not be within reach
I ask whose paradise is it?
before I enter the underworld
I want to talk to Charon
that old ferryman
an equal opportunity program
has been in place
it's a ferrywoman this time
she's taken the old name
has to it comes with the
job
she ferries me across the Acheron
I weep and weep
and weep some more
a lake of tears
the woes of all
who have died before me
who have died before me
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