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Le Bon Marquis

A call on le Marquis de Sade
Is doubtless worth the trip
One kiss for his golden rod
One for his silver whip

We take the velvet underground
Then leather express
Transit reptile ripping 'round
ETA the devil's guess

And there he is, Le Bon Marquis
On the platform raising cane
Just as depraved as he can be
His dark song praising pain

We anticipate some lashing play
Upon arrival at his hall
Laissez les bons temps rouler
And let the tear drops fall.
Written by crowfly
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