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by Ambrose Bierce

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The Seraphs came to Christ and said: “Behold! The man, presumptuous and overbold, Who boasted that his mercy could excel Thine own, is dead and on his way to Hell.”
Gravely the Savior asked: “What did he do To make his impious assertion true?”
“He was a Governor, releasing all The vilest felons ever held in thrall. No other mortal, since the dawn of time, Has ever pardoned such a mass of crime!”
Christ smiled benignly on the Seraphim: “Yet I am victor, for I pardon him .”

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