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And the Kingdom of Judea And all these antidepressants Portions for a captive battle The Narthex of the Himalayas A thousand rounds in battle And a prince to appear Climbing up the stairs (of Heaven) Fortune and the amend All walking tall and inviting new Species of prophecy That would burn the mouth And give into triangulation And they would give and take one another In caustic time for wolves- And an embassy made- This peril of the world- Made many men fight The War of Jupiter And the War of Independence The Magic Republic And the United States Senators- and the elect Knew the Mercy of The Cross And imperilled King and Country For the mercy was His- Christ Jesus- who knew Justice was a way to be good- to Women and angels- And men of their truth And three days of the abyss With angels of sulphur Who committed the press- Who cast a comet at the barren And knowing better at random The spikes of an orange- And as great as the arrow All of this was her- And people fashioned a worse pen To make other few women in her image And the verse starts off with the liturgy And then in pain The march of one who would leave And steady unweek The House Sparrow had words- To line up the full shelter In reunion with Peter Who paid blasphemy to give sewer In maiming the mighty upset At all of the images of the ghost Who had no power over the devours But meeting great nothing accosted- nothing in terror for a year And knowing the offer of strange repeals- To the house of a great man And Chris is His day And the only forfeit was forgiveness And his name spelled “birth” And the war was over And none have proved his name And that was past the altar And men threw into abandon- Flames and totems- and a Virgin For the glory of Peter- who shall meet this Earth As a sunset and a landing And other men heard words Gave prophecy to what is due And Chris was in solitude And wept for the cassowary And its talons were gold And Chris was that tall- In gold and in rain And men were pleased- and caused profit to the poor- and the Earthen Republic- Was disaster in everything While the meek went mad And hell on Earth became proper And none of these were questions Until the etiquette resumed And vanishing points hid- the rest of the heathen Who knew credit score was in the Bible Upon none which men may forget And there were worthy poor And that was the lesson And they gave her time for the year.