An Adams chair demarcated:
A mistress shares her man emaciated'
Oh, the cross opposes;
To that which sacred sit opposite '
In her rope she is a nun;
But her soul, fleshly burn '
When she smoothly rose from her sin;
And took up her crucifix from her bin '
She would present this before her most high;
For an offering money cannot buy.
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