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Good Deeds: the Way

You have stuttered my heart One heart in this disenchanted Crowd There has ever been a day As this before before before now So and so and we cow? But why? And how does your Beautiful Brow wrinkle?? You frown? To the bow of the Moderate clown. For you have not yet received your Crown. Pleasantries Pleasantries Pleasantries Peasants be. Aah fairest me. Pleasantly I do see and admire Your desire to be fearlessly of Good gracious deeds Indeed indeed indeed Let festivities be granted accordingly For the fruitful of the creeds Good deeds indeed indeed indeed This IS the WAY.

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