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Once upon a mid night's dream Flown to me on the cool night breeze The Trickster Gods of dastardly scheme Tickled my nose and I had to sneeze It came sudden and wrinkled my brow A tingle in suspense, full of might Far from peace, I sit in agony now Wishing I could expel this plight I sit in discomfort, while Gods revel If this be fate, I curse them angrily If this be a test, I've no mettle Then a deep breath to rid insanity 'Fore relief mine, ******* Gods state "bless you!" So with this breath I retort **** You!"
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Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 11:34 PM UTC
Flown To Me On The Cool Night Breeze
Once upon a mid night's dream Flown to me on the cool night breeze The Trickster Gods of dastardly scheme Tickled my nose and I had to sneeze It came sudden and wrinkled my brow A tingle in suspense, full of might Far from peace, I sit in agony now Wishing I could expel this plight I sit in discomfort, while Gods revel If this be fate, I curse them angrily If this be a test, I've no mettle Then a deep breath to rid insanity 'Fore relief mine, ******* Gods state "bless you!" So with this breath I retort **** You!"
charles-e-wellington
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Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 11:34 PM UTC
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