He often thought about her

Throughout the day and night

She was something of a dream

A scented candle and steady light

In the past his taste was poor

Most were questionable or easy

But she was good and wholesome

Some might say godly

She was not owned by the night

The streets never found her in shame

Temptation had no leverage on her

There weren’t many sins she could claim

So for once he decided to try

And pursued someone good

Unaware he would never be good enough

As if someone like him would


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