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If not with those Pennies insure the Prank And take Profession from his Engineer Replace his Dowry; His Welcome be Frank For billowing Youths on his Life-Blown Steer How unique then, your Generation's greet Something which the Elders may not hold place To bribe their Thumbs; Tens-by-Ten-Places meet And pass his Tickets for your jolly face But what squabble must this Ritual provide Save that Ceremony which marks your Friend To whose Toyish Moments breathe your Confide By his Years consult your own Testament. This was your Cue. To come out of your Shell Free from your Chains; To those Vices be well.
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Apr 10, 2013
Apr 10, 2013 at 10:21 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY FOUR - TOM DALEY
If not with those Pennies insure the Prank And take Profession from his Engineer Replace his Dowry; His Welcome be Frank For billowing Youths on his Life-Blown Steer How unique then, your Generation's greet Something which the Elders may not hold place To bribe their Thumbs; Tens-by-Ten-Places meet And pass his Tickets for your jolly face But what squabble must this Ritual provide Save that Ceremony which marks your Friend To whose Toyish Moments breathe your Confide By his Years consult your own Testament. This was your Cue. To come out of your Shell Free from your Chains; To those Vices be well.
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Apr 10, 2013
Apr 10, 2013 at 10:21 AM UTC
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