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Let me repeatedly unite my two hands For the feat like feet on wet sands, I can infect with euphoria my band For the just seen, all-too-grand! You yourself twang your lead guitar strings Making their subject king of kings! Applause, also a thumping of piano keys That a chaos of praises frees; An intoxicated crowd standing like trees, Some minutes to Admiration lease. A reward for breathless musical raps, In wrestling commending some resounding slaps… Applause for Misers donations Echoes not across nations, The one stirred by million dollars Loudly heard Earth shakers: The First, often sickly in Resonance The second a Swaying Assonance… On guarantee, an attack of one’s ear drum By persons who hadn’t neared rum, Merrily approving the superb Or simply sympathizing with the drab.

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