853
Pell
a
cardinal from observation
he
rose to fall
as
flesh does
stern
excitement
won't
be sorry
couldn't
see
never
knew a self
snuck
the thing away
that's
how he knew
what
was good for you
it's
the father thing
he
called a cloud his friend
not
from belief but habit
played
with it to the brink
made
show
the
evidence will be
he
felt
and
was a Saviour sent?
it's
hard to rhyme with hell
when
even the pope knows it's not
a
pity!
but
you know that he was
under
water
long
ago
time
will be such that we are gone
then
where are the deservings?
there
must be a tax for this
he
rose to fall as flesh does
the
rest pay with our lives
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