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3 For the lips of a harlot are a dropping honeycomb, and her throat is softer than oil.
4 But at the last she is as bitter as wormwood, and as sharp as a two edged sword.
5 Her feet go down unto death, and her steps pierce through unto hell.
6 She regardeth not the path of life, so unsteadfast are her ways, that thou canst not know them.
7 Hear me therefore, O my son, and depart not from the words of my mouth.
8 Keep thy way far from her, and come not nigh the doors of her house: