Judge Samson by his lusts was led
Took a Philistine to his bed
Her intent – his power to shed
Hair of his head, Hair of his head
They cut the thick locks from his head
Power gone – he was weak instead
But the temple where he was led
Collapsed on heads, Collapsed on heads
Padre's Ramblings 
You told the story nicely in this poetry form. Thanks for joining us.
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I so love the eloquent way in which you have retold the legend of Samson 😀 Beautiful work done 💝💝
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