.I am the secular Pentecost
Squeezing out the blue snake
I never count what I lost
Just what I take
I'm going from the garden with a gun
But you know I don't want to hurt no one
Your eight letters spelling out the sun
Not like me to leave a job undone
What monks clink bott.
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