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23 Where the Thieves Go Some thieves go to hell, And others to heaven. It all depends on what they steal, And surely where they steal. Those who steal purses go to hell, For, purses are found in hell, And there, Satan reigns supreme, For, the thieves are the sons of men. Those who steal saves go to heaven, For, saves are found in heaven, And there, god in his majesty, Guards the thieves, his chosen ones. God’s sons don’t steal, they take, If they steal show proof, If not, seal thy lips You limping complainer. Parcous Vita. (Our budgets turned into Sweat) In the tranquillity of Mont Febe Hills, Snake-out celestial sporting courses, Not for our Roger Milas nor our Mbappe Lepes, But for the manipulators of our budgets. Each, newly pregnant in gold, Each, ten tons of flesh to shed, And only a sporting midwife can handle, ...

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