She is hideous at times and
it’s not merely opinion; her
history tells of red hats sold
families sired in secret and
brave souls condemned to delight
adoring masses because they
did not believe as she believed.
Il Duce plied her open for his sick
pleasure as have too many priests
who swore exactly the opposite.
Despite the predations of men
over ten thousand generations,
I love her still. And I’ll be damned
if I can ever explain it.
* The unflattering statements are well documented by numerous reliable sources. (Not “Fake News”.) Apologies to those offended. My purpose is not to offend but to speak candidly in a creative fashion. Feel free to click “Reply” and send me your feedback.
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