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04. Oct 2005

A song

The world for a whore! 
The sky for a harlot! 
All life at your door 
For a woman of scarlet! 
A bitter exchange? 
A bad bargain to strike? it 
May seem to you strange 
The fact is -- I like it! 
You offer me gold 
Place, power and pleasure 
To have and to hold -- 
Inexhaustible treasure! 
I'll give it and more 
In this planet of boredom 
For a girl that's a whore 
And is proud of her whoredom! 
Aleister Crowley (1875-1947)