A card asks Lazarus:
Give me this little piece of ice,
On the map,
But it is \"No\" from Abraham:
Child, you ate a lot of ice cream in your life,
A lunch in France,
Playing the game of Ishmael and Hagar,
A zebra without marked stripes now, savage,
Sin\'s slavery,
Antediluvian giants and dwarfs,
On this big table of authoritative vampires,
Dragon Dracula\'s castle,
On this glossy island,
In flames of fire,
That unworthy night,
Outer darkness,
To illuminate?!
Eyes wide shut,
A hound in the swamp,
Around galerinas autumnalis marginata,
Without the icon alive in the Book of Lamb,
That picture of Dorian with fake sapphires,
A millstone on the place of immaculate Ark,
This sacrifice,
Too late for your escape,
The answer of our father, alas, Cain brother,
In so shady house,
With pharaoh\'s sarcophagus like a butterfly,
And the speckled band,
\"Toxic powerful man\" said Gregory the Theologian of Nazianzus,
Seeing you in your magus cap.