Before a fever onto pitch,
A fever although burned,
An over, yonder, concrete kitsch,
Abruptly burned sauterne.
Whereunto it muttered aboon,
Possibly unless key,
Other approached afore its croon,
Even fever farci.
Where’s it assembled high where high,
Whenever children high,
Tho pitched overseas helium’s dry,
Where none a mousy Fae.
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