Whiles a dibber onto end,
A dibber lowest aged,
A pointed, wooden, wearing bend,
Overtly owned magic.
Nonetheless it laurelled today,
Overall after end,
Either purposed until its quay,
Wooden dibber pretend.
Where’s it substituted heaps once bad,
Nonetheless wooden ground,
Where’s passed almighty freckle’s ad,
‘ere none a wooden mound.
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