Bags of Rice Never Paradise
Don't talk about Chloe's Paradise:
All about surplus bags of rice
Commoners hate their present price
And now don't near without advice.
Tell me of other paradise:
Chloe had reached his through some thrown dice;
A means you and I could devise:
Chloe's source of wealth 'A Twin Of Vice'.
Envy I not Chloe's paradise:
Why would one heads soon to host lice?
Prophesy I cruel strikes by mice
Of Chloe's Rice they adore like plaice.
Bags of rice never paradise
Or I'll include Bread Cake a big slice.
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