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Jesus saw but did not say
Archaic fear immersed inside
He asked what is your name
The name Legion I replied
And so began our battle
Over this simple child's soul
An incredulous blight
I shall not let her go
Possession is Demonic
The Vatican and Catholics mourn
A detestable nefarious relic
The ecclesiastic scum
For now I sit a scheming shrew
My fiendish claws sunk deep
I possess a chosen few
The pontiff is left to weep
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