A sect, a now forgotten name,
known by populist satire
the “The No Naughty Nookie Nutters”,
built a priory.
They chose a place to speak belief,
to keep themselves entirely pure.
They made their beds in sand,
so if desire decided to arise,
the lust was broken scratched.
The town they built and bloated
took the name of soil and county:
is hosted by
arts & ego
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