Mary's minions sans opinions
Caterwaul in God's dominions
They take daily communions, and even brave car collisions
To aid the poor and the sick with the purest of intentions
Mary shines with love through their faces
She lives amongst us as we walk our paces
Her joy and affection fill the empty spaces
She could be Rita Dayrit praying her graces
Then transformed to Nani Dabao in frilly pink laces
Mary could be Tisha Caeg, beauteous in hectic stages
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The Last Secret of Fatima
Mass For The Octave Of The Nativity Of The Blessed Virgin Mary: Sanctus: 'Benedictus Mariae Filius' (Mode VIII)
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