Along the path to the house of the Lord
Satan fashioned a cunning world
Of endless curiosities, thrilling games
clockwork puzzles and lover's lanes
And bearing more serious types in mind
some mundane tasks of decades' time
And lastly a beautiful terrace on which
to linger, and to linger, and to linger
And watch the rays of the last setting sun
'til home-coming time is over and done
And darkness falls outside.
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