Maxioms by Charles Sprague
Hate shuts her soul when dove-eyed mercy pleads.
Hate shuts her soul when dove-eyed mercy pleads.
Through life's dark road his sordid way he wends,
An incarnation of fat dividends.
Through life's dark road his sordid way he wends,
An incarnation of fat dividends.
Through life's dark road his sordid way he wends; an incarnation of fat dividends.
Through life's dark road his sordid way he wends; an incarnation of fat dividends.
