Dibble Dwarf
Dibble dwarf was not as bright as his clan
He lived by his wits, but they were not so grand
His dendrite highway was tiny and short at best
He sat on a steed that needed a lot of rest
Why is he riding a snail? Asked many of his kin.
Dibble dwarf was in a race, with no chance of a win
He was born with no gray matter, said his sister Kit
Dibble dwarf sat on the snail, not moving a bit.
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