At the Corner Of...

At the corner of Temperance and Sin
There’s a lovely little inn
Where a lass named Jilly
Will feed you a Dilly...

Her drug begins in waves
Smoothness to the flesh it paves
Quiet heat, a sunset blankness of body behaves
With all deluded giddiness of royal humbled knaves...


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At the corner of Spring and Eternity
There’s a cozy secret fraternity
Where the servants take your uniform off
And the Dark Master takes away your cough...

And when his medicine is swallowed
New magnificence to the structure is allowed
A freezing flame flushes round the brain
With all boundaries reduced to helpless mad sustain...