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God Save Us From The Preachers

Sometimes, men of the cloth with wicked words, spread hate and so are agents of evil… the latest of the old poems …

Stone Angels, Stone Hearts

Pennies of the poor gathered, one by one, counted Thousands, and hundreds of thousands, from the faithful amounted… Destroyed one cold morning, …

The Poor Dead Girl

This is the English version of the original which is in Irish Beautiful was her face And beautiful indeed her ass Lots …

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