Delightful and drunken disorder we dip in;
Enlightenment in search of else why would we slip in
Sidelines of insanity, in search of some slivers
Put forth by Pure light that to plebs would give shivers,
And so we anticipate, analyze the astounding
In which all our ill willed ilk might be founded
Right all along to be reveling in riots, when religion's outgrown the pure and the pious
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