Vignette
Vigil O’ camera point this way-
A female insists this magic role
Whose own ogre claims hearsay,
Which I’d term logical, smile stole
A thousand flashes a coil merged
To see the girl what ogre claim;
And u o' girl came, they urged
Some oil, cream, glamour, fame.
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