.What has not got my heart in it shall we be dubbed sir names
wither million blither tongues mounting bristling guilt frames
in the fake-ache of the gloomloom slippers slap me alive!
The hours hands down a miracle to spend with ugly types
so we can catch and thread a minstrel bleed a tow.
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