Pity The Wicked
I shall have avid pity for the
wicked, though they
deserve worse
fate,
I will let them go to Heaven
with all sin, I'll even
open the Pearly
Gate.
When I rise to God's Green
Pasture, I shall bind
their legs
together,
It will be my turn to rid sin
of unholy souls, using
a strap made of
leather.
Yorktown Disciple
I shall have avid pity for the
wicked, though they
deserve worse
fate,
I will let them go to Heaven
with all sin, I'll even
open the Pearly
Gate.
When I rise to God's Green
Pasture, I shall bind
their legs
together,
It will be my turn to rid sin
of unholy souls, using
a strap made of
leather.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 11245
Poem Sanctum
I'll
let
them
go
to
Heaven
let
them
go
to
Heaven
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Quatrain of Pity The Wicked - 11245 - Yorktown Disciple