Sackcloth apparel! said Marguerite.
What a great idea! I want some.
I think that sackcloth would really suit you,
I agreed, ogling her with my one eye.
Ever since that meeting with the angel
I have suffered from this sackcloth fetish
That I can't get over or put aside,
A high fever that I just can't shake.
Yes, Marguerite, you would indeed look good
In tightly fitting sackcloth outfits,
With plunging necklines, exposed midriff,
Shiny buttons to tempt my parrot beak...
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