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Fragrant Dreams

When wilting wolds wing winters ‘wards one’s way; When happenstance shall hurry haven hence; When all the oily oafs shall overwhelm: Then dine upon and in the finer realm, Wherein the fragrant dreams shall recompense Such grim endeavors as besmirch the day.

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