Satan likes His acolytes to kiss his arse
Lips posterior; if leal then show the rear
Making mystic eights from lace
Fuck ides, comes fates, Caesar
If Lady Fortune strides in
I bid my guards seize her
Now I know you’re not evil, Aoife
But I reckon you’re a busy bee
Hardworking beaver
When it comes to fantasy.
Alchemisland 
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