A pleasant voice
and sunny laugh,
my sinfull Joyce
and sinny half;
Sin is my essence,
as well as yours,
mainly in silence
behind the doors;
As love craves fun,
which is a sin,
we look for sun
have never seen;
Sin is so sweet
by day and night,
with vulgar tweet
and carnal fight;
Like scoundrel,
sated with a flesh
or like a youth
in sinny thresh;
Sin is a joy,
of pleasures' mix,
it's like a toy
as old as styx!
Sin
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