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One small glass of water. The waiter said, "THAT WAS THE ORDER". In the pantry the man looked at me. We have no water, LET IT BE. What will I tell him, HIS MAJESTY !! OFF WITH MY HEAD ! It seems to me. Oh your honer, the pantry said, "LET BE". WHAT !!! No water in my kingdom. How can this fate, NO FREEDOM !!!!! But, what, after this - TO SEA. Find me some water - ON ONE KNEE. That is your quest - NOW FLEE ! Yes your majesty - A crusade it will be. For a small glass of water. Call all in quarter - YES. Even the porter. from my poem book DREAMS 2

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