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There is a scourge in the guise of sanctity
A perpetrator with a quill
Although it's often steeped in well spun mystery
The accuser sends the bill
I am all eyes
I am all ears
I am the wall
And I’m watching you fall
Because faith is mine!
The Luddites shun the diabolical
A fecal trail across the land
Although it stinks, feels and looks identital
