She carries the burden
the burden of the world
her shoulders are bent
and she stumbles
But then...
she looks up to the good Lord
and she draws
she draws her strength
Afterall...
she thinks..
Poor man he suffered so...
then why wouldn't I suffer
So on she goes...
In her march to eternal kingdom
suffering persecutions
loudly going crazy
Once upon a time...
she had a sound mind
she had a clear smile
But now... well I let it be unsaid
Well what more can I say
she has all the trappings
She is of the right make
there is no doubt in me
That she is st.Christine!
Three cheers to this most hon'ble saint!
With lots of love just for you Chris!!!!!!!!
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