PREFACE

kohl’in al-deen doth say in each of the pills I offer thee be release fromst thy woes thy miseries by their magic transformed thee be fromst anguish sorrow or what ever be thy misery fromst bondage to thy woes fromst bondage to the insufferable worlds sorrows each of the pills of I be
the glow of the moons face
the honey of the bee
the perfume of the flowery blooms
the taste of ripe fruit
what be each pill of me
but
the face of the cunt of some girly