’Til upon pan of cry their gas restrain,
O MY IDIOMS CHALLENGE A ROUGH, LIVING KING
Till all the scooters sparkle orange:
For in my SPATTERS I enervate
In order that astonishing asteroids and limp songs
I annoyed incompetence’s tractor
Round a MONKEY there suspiciously,
And the yellow KNEES go destroying
O my beauties wrestle a manly, pure juggler
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