Kubla Cant
After beginning Coleridge’s dream,
(exotic fields, great heights, in juicy Kubla-kahn),
lungs met nefarious opium pipe,
quickly rendering Samuel’s tale unremembered
via wicked Xanadu’s yawpish zephyr.
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yawpish - hungry
zephyr - a west wind
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