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Welcome, good friend; as you have served your term, / And found the joy of crime to be a fiction, / I hope you'll hold your present faith, stand firm / And not again be open to conviction.
Your sins, though scarlet once, are now as wool: / You've made atonement for all past offenses, / And conjugated -- 'twas an awful pull! -- / The verb "to pay" in all its moods and tenses.