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Lot 2


The angels now announced themselves to Lot

And said "This town must suffer for its fault.

No rooftop, cavern, hole or nether vault

Will hide them when the flames leap high and hot.

You and your family leave now. Do not halt

And look back down Longara Road. Do not,

We say again." But hardly had they got

Away when Lot's wife turned and turned to salt.


Ah, woman, cursed by curiosity.

If all of our Italian women could

So change, as by that precedent they should,

They'd soon destroy the salt monopoly

And bring the price down, though of course we would

Be forced to live on salt and sodomy.


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