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There's a picture of an angel, hanging on our study wall, / A lovely angel with white wings, and very grand and tall; / Around about her head there is a shining golden ring, / And I asked Jimmy why she wore that funny yellow thing; / And Jimmy laughed and said to me; "Why, silly, don't you know? / That's nothing but a saint-hole; all angels have them so. / The Shining Way runs through it, straight to her heavenly home, / And when she's tired of the earth, she calls to God to come; / He reaches down and pulls her through, before you can count seven, / And you can't see her any more, because she is in Heaven."
I don't quite understand it, the thought is very new; / But if I had a saint-hole, I'd go to Heaven too.