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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Jackal's line of demarcation ye souls' furlough for interim... Today, cockcrows perturb in a gala thrice for thee quiescent stay, God's Park of Ephemera, sashays the daggled the minder harks, a chest not in to rest, of dais edicts, cudgels so contagious; haughty wheels peddle rashly between two havocked hearts, foisting wintry fobs of progeny pleating to let pigeons exeunt, if bedlam trotting by pothers ye, the cob, yet calmly sings, "Fare-thee-well, Oh snowflake in dwindle, hallow me next spring, via crepuscules, cleaved like vacant aulas crescendo conveyance, wholly abutting city lights, this chimney calling cannot sight!" Jolly pedestrians twinge at our capitol! Touring a mindful chance, Ample of verve, knowing mortuary amblers must get their fight! "Fountains, thawing ye? Janitor, what does the blind really see?" tryst squelch time, squirm squander squalors n' ante antiquated feet, Jocund or beh£s belief! Ye! Behind bellicose belletrists by beggars! When baubles full-fledged, hast consummated thee to hobnob no more, jongleur sloshed anchors on mimes bare laid laic stoolie, loupe aims, Headmost, request lasting breaths above broadcasting fortune n' fame, Then fated fires the Sniper jostles from home to goad n' prod, Ye kindred stanchion and I, skimmed, the sunset even with me...
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