Oh: even when [bad word] to the South of the city: there is danger!
For the North of the city shall enlarge and renew its CLAIM onto you
And the blonde lionesses with their leather-pleated dresses
Are in a state of shock and wonder,
For the [bad word] has settled upon your forehead
As the lion does leap up the dew.

Preacher's at a cold wedding,
PREACHER'S AT STREET WEDDING,
Laying down the shroud-like bedding:

But do you really love this place?
And your penchant for [bad word] shall ensure that you will always
Love this place,
And your penchant for [bad word] shall surely end in something close [bad word] 
You don't need Cassandra to gaze over the edge
Deep-boned readers [bad word] leaders all notice the stumble in your gait,
Do you really love this place?

You don't need Cassandra to gaze over the edge,

But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zone;
For there is nothing mystic or storytelling about this zone.