I know the ghost who thought you
The lesson that is older than truth;
You were born before your grand mothers.
If you have the key to the gate of heaven,
enter first before others.
And if your sin so swell you over,
that you can’t go through the span,
don’t even let in the slimmer.
This is the lesson, that is eating your heart,
Like a rat with a lion in her mouth.
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