PostScript:
number me thus, in the company of the good but the forgotten,
still will be of goodly cheer gotten,
for though ***** could not be saved,
not one goodly man found in all of the ****** lot

except for one, a true audience
a single rapt good  knave worthy word enslaved
thus will we be saved,
thus call me Lot

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