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1 The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures;He leadeth me beside still waters.3 He restoreth my soul:He guideth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,I will fear no evil; for thou art with me;Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies:Thou hast anointed my head with oil;My cup runneth over.6 Surely goodness and loving kindness shall follow me All the days of my life;And I shall dwell in the house of God for ever.

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want

Said the debutante

With the Alpha Romeo and the Charleston pedigree

He maketh me lie down in green pastures

She continued on

Thinking of the first time she gave it away

Except she never gave nothin’ away

She always had a price

Lying in a wildflowered field once devoted to Irish potatoes

In Bridgehampton near the beach

And the relentless summer sun

For ten minutes she restored her soul

And forgot about wild dogs and copperheads

And the man who fucked her

And forgot how to pray

She said

Except she didn’t forget

She never did

She knew the beauty of the surrounding world

And the kindness of the friends who rescued her

And she was whole again

In spite of ritual

Diamonds are forever

Emeralds too

That and never-ending pedigree

And pearls

What time does the party start?