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Moominaba — Dialogue of Death and a Harlot
Published: 2006-12-22 22:45:00 +0000 UTC; Views: 53; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 7
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Dear lady Street I welcome thee!Time marches on with ringings three
But listen here, and do not run
For now, I fear, Thine time is done
I ask thee sir what dost thou mean?
Why interrupt my pleasured scene?
Remove your black robes and come to me
And we'll lie beneath this tree
Dear Harlot, you misunderstand I fear
Not for pleasure am I here
'Tis time to lose you sinful mirth
And return into the earth
Are you sure 'tis me you look for sir?
I'm young and spry and fine and fair
I ask thee angel, Dark Hooded Knight
Please don't make me leave this night
I fear we're done my lady dear
The clock's strike four is now quite near
And now in the ceremony of taken life
Across your soul I move my Scythe