The more perfectly the Mother of your Son kept giving you Love
The more you wanted Proof more Exacting- Pentecostal Dove!
What Whoreson Want of Ours can't Thy Magdalene Supply?
'Want as but want!'- Simurgh's wan, Judas Silver, reply.
Envoi-
Prince! Your face but the footprint of who futilely fled rape
Yet, any such imprint, Only All can escape.
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