Said the Rabbi,
Let us Sigh
And let our spirits both be broken
In this whole world of why
The ropes that bind us serve us for a token
For man can never fly
except in dreams from which he is awoken
So let the lower rope be broken.

Come and let our bellies start the sigh
come and let it shudder through our body
from the tingling in our thigh
to the expectoration twisted in our lungs
of these two ropes
stained with blood
one evil and one good
let our sighing make the evil rope be broken!

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