I was reminded of a hip flip skip a beat, repeat, replay, put on pause, or put on puss, or pussy,
St. Francis of Assissi ssssssssss.
A rasp of a tongue,
A bleating song of care for the leper,
A feast where good wine is served,
You need a good time, you came to the right place,
You aren’t homeless, you have a place.
However, our protagonist offered no place or care for the leper before him, if it is not a profanation of all unspammy human affection to call this woman a leper.
A home for the homeless–
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