The Breaking Point
It was not when temptation came,
Swiftly and blastingly as flame,
And seared me white with burning scars;
When I stood up for age-long wars And held the very Fiend at grips;
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It was not when temptation came,
Swiftly and blastingly as flame,
And seared me white with burning scars;
When I stood up for age-long wars And held the very Fiend at grips;
Thanksgiving dinner's sad and
Christmas dinner's dark and
When you stop and try to see
From the turkey's point of view