Who They Are

The poet felt injustice in calling it Fancy Ketchup. The priest said the most grievous sins can be forgiven.


The priest wondered if anyone changed. The poet said he’d seen it often, depending on who was paying.


The poet would punish evil by making them hated by all. The priest would in having them loved by all.

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