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Disappointment: Stacked Rhyme 10-30-2012

Let some hope dreams reach arms first, Yet come cope. Seems each charm burst Frets from dopes' schemes. Speech harms worst. Debts numb popes. Teams preach warm thirst; Wet rum. Roped beams breech barms! Cursed Vets hum mopes! Streams leech! Farms nurse Pet bums? Nope! Gleams screeched swarmed hearse!

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