The Mcwhirtle Vendor
Leonardo The Loyal,
Slow silence lowering but
Who where we to know,
Flowing and pouring, pouring
Purple and royal his chin,
As crochet vines, looming
luxuriously, pennys as payment
Selling everything, the black agent
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