Poem by Firefly
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"Oh Saint Blackops2cel, thou art my shepard.
Thou leadest me beside still waters and green pastures.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil.
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou anointest my head with oil, my cup runneth over.
I will dwell in the house of saint Blackops2cel for ever."