The Pharisees
The Pharisees
Whisked her by
Her feet
The Pharisees
Placed her at
The scaffold
The Pharisees
Made her stand
For her shame
The Pharisees
Drew in the
Sand
The Pharisees
Crossed out
Their names
The Pharisees
Picked up
Their stones
The Pharisees
Shouted loudly,
Deafened ears
The Pharisees
Stoned her as
She prayed,
"Lord, don't hold
It against
The Pharisees."
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