"I've given mine attention.
Must all that resides in that tome be lies?
Has thy moniker not been, by you, transformed?
Were thou not taken into custody?
Did seeded floors not host thy tossed off garments?
I give thee two names to mean one old profession
One is kind but plainly speaks its nature,
The other is base and foul as thou art.
Was your womanhood not promised ten and nine
To as many cuckolds as could stand it?
Ask for mine attention? You stupid bitch.
You know not whom you seek to tangle with!"
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