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Treasures Midden
Treasures Midden
David J Walker
It is in the midden
The story hidden
In the heap
The truth entwined
With dung and grime
To keep
As secrets from the
Eyes less bold
Where orates swear
To the foulest air from
Truth in scripted told
The dung heap
Is where the
Cleric keeps
His gold
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