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Shaman, and the Evil I For flawless retribution, A ploy to blight offending flowers, Avoiding prosecution. For those who offer you their worst, A mental incantation To leave them singularly cursed Beyond all commutation. Hear the tread of avenging elves Summoned by this mute decree: "I sentence you to be yourselves." —The perfect pillory! How this identifying pin Renders impossible parole; Observe each voodo mannikin Self-impaled upon his soul. Of course (this is the splendid part!) Should one be non-transgressing Yet have this curse hurled at his heart, The bane becomes a blessing.
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