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Now for Iberia the Goat trips the Swan To expound his Potentials his Win compete His Wing - now Healed - placed Earnings on his Fawn And ensure his Feet leave Imprints complete Though needed it be keep Sweets in his Box To open once his Strategy proclaim That by Politic break Legs with the Fox And sap one's Owl of its Senses declaim Sport or Savoury either Ties relay - May your Holiday Cheers by Random bless Sustain Tomorrow; Else promote Today The Road to the Gold your Instincts progress. Should Hands for Wine toast; Cheer for Moment's come Will my Handles flip; Transmute Wine into Rhum. ‬
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 5:33 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY EIGHT - TOM DALEY - #WORLDFINASERIES: BARCELONA, SPAIN
Now for Iberia the Goat trips the Swan To expound his Potentials his Win compete His Wing - now Healed - placed Earnings on his Fawn And ensure his Feet leave Imprints complete Though needed it be keep Sweets in his Box To open once his Strategy proclaim That by Politic break Legs with the Fox And sap one's Owl of its Senses declaim Sport or Savoury either Ties relay - May your Holiday Cheers by Random bless Sustain Tomorrow; Else promote Today The Road to the Gold your Instincts progress. Should Hands for Wine toast; Cheer for Moment's come Will my Handles flip; Transmute Wine into Rhum. ‬
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 5:33 AM UTC
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