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Penitent's Paean

In sundry ways deaf to your zeal Which foxy whims fruitless sway, My wandering self did finally feel Pearliest sparks of your legit ray. Inured by bestial blinding decoys Which easiest-faring limb obeys, I did heed a deluding artful voice That upon artless hearers preys. For want of fine wholesome sense Which your ancient anthems teach, My guessing soul staggered tense; Serf to a brutish debauching leech. Yet now have my penitent eyes At last gleaned your folios wise, And found therein priceless wit Sublimer than sage magi's writ.

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