In the gleam of Joseph Smith's eyes,
He wove a web of charisma and guise,
With women enchanted by his gospel's charm,
He whispered words meant to disarm.
Sneaky and sly, he worked his way,
Convincing followers to heed and obey,
His words like honey, sweet and smooth,
Captivated hearts, minds on the move.
But beneath the surface, a darkness lay,
A man with secrets, led astray,
His pr
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