Every bird, come and
Choose your mate;
Fill your bellies with song,
Chocolate truffles, and wine.
Perch on sweet delights, thoughts
Of love, and touching
Desire; be sure
To commit deadly sin tonight.
Seek the finest flowers, poisonous
Deepest red; God have mercy on your souls
The color of lust; trickery
Surrounded by angels and hearts.
Every bird, come and
Choose your mate.
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