I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind do — Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
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I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind don't matter.

— Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
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