.He shouted it out from Hamletâs pressed lips â
that the parsonage owed him a million âwhite tipsâ
of the dream that the DOCTOR had planted in mist
had grown to the might of a twelve story bitch
born of malice and might and his doctrine was white â
he should forfeit his place.
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