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As the Artichoke, succulent when raw Add stunning Flavours when allowed to roast Whose Heart, seeped Marrow richer my Tongue saw Spells a better Taste when eaten the most Yet in your School, Time has honoured your Bake Which Rosencrantz and Guildenstern took Like Seems so, for Tested Barrels be your Make Cross that of Swollen Souls which took Excite Such was your Work - your pink, spongy Brioche Rowdily kempt though tempting to enjoy Which they Both consume; Then reserve their Broth Hoping some Dames would savour your Specialty. And Savour indeed, I Hope in Expense Till such Recipe goes beyond Intense.
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Apr 10, 2013
Apr 10, 2013 at 10:14 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY THREE - TOM DALEY
As the Artichoke, succulent when raw Add stunning Flavours when allowed to roast Whose Heart, seeped Marrow richer my Tongue saw Spells a better Taste when eaten the most Yet in your School, Time has honoured your Bake Which Rosencrantz and Guildenstern took Like Seems so, for Tested Barrels be your Make Cross that of Swollen Souls which took Excite Such was your Work - your pink, spongy Brioche Rowdily kempt though tempting to enjoy Which they Both consume; Then reserve their Broth Hoping some Dames would savour your Specialty. And Savour indeed, I Hope in Expense Till such Recipe goes beyond Intense.
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