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At Thirst I Jeer With Beer
I shall remain here
To you remain near...
So, have no fear
Of one who's dear;
By me crowned Deer;
Here's your head gear...
But I need beer,
Its thirst a sear:
To me quite clear
I can't "wait" bear...
Yes, wish to hear
"Here's my cold beer"
To at thirst jeer:
Push to the rear.
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Chinedum Ekwobi
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