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Satan visits often, He arrives at dead of night; He counsels me Where I should be, He exhorts with all his might. Satan visits often, I find him in the dark; Tine figured head, Eyes fiery red, A prong to make his mark. Satan visits often, Ghostly in his cloak; My troth to break, My soul to take, My very faith to choke. Satan visits often, Expounding where I'm wrong; He has his say Till break of day, He attests where I belong. Satan visits often, Bearing bread and wine; I may not know Which way I'll go... Mayhaps with him I'll dine. ASJ
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Jul 3, 2020
Jul 3, 2020 at 7:53 AM UTC
The Devil Comes Calling
Satan visits often, He arrives at dead of night; He counsels me Where I should be, He exhorts with all his might. Satan visits often, I find him in the dark; Tine figured head, Eyes fiery red, A prong to make his mark. Satan visits often, Ghostly in his cloak; My troth to break, My soul to take, My very faith to choke. Satan visits often, Expounding where I'm wrong; He has his say Till break of day, He attests where I belong. Satan visits often, Bearing bread and wine; I may not know Which way I'll go... Mayhaps with him I'll dine. ASJ
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M/Yorkshire, England
Jul 3, 2020
Jul 3, 2020 at 7:53 AM UTC
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