The Fall Options

[Jackaroe]

(I must be in a "Ye Olde English" mood, though this language, technically, isn't "Old English", but that's aside from the point. If you don't mind reading some 'thees' and 'thous' then maybe you'll like this poem. Keyword is 'maybe.' I "wrote" this poem on my phone when I was bored and saved it as a message. XD)

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The Fall

Upon this day I proclaim thee a larger fraud
than he who first tricked man to fall.
How could I, whom you chose to cheat,
summon up the gall to kiss such filthy feet?
For you had scraped against foul rotten ground
when you first gazed on lust new found.
And void of honor you shall be,
for gazing on that which condemns thee.
So repent! Repent! Thou rakehell vile,
For thou art bound to hell's eternal mile.
And wouldst though run and wouldst thou tread
Thy sinful path which dubs thee dead?
And I anon shall torment thee from my seat celestial high!
---Poor fiend to treat such angel so low,
Tis now thy turn to suffer goodbye.

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... Yeah.