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Rhymers Curse
Beware the rhymers curse, for they say there’s nothings worse
You will never ever purge it from your system
Every sentence every phrase, will, until the end of days
Turn into a rhyme, no matter how you twist ‘em
But, if you should be struck down, there should be no need to frown
You must savour every symptom of this blight
In your daily conversation show your joy and your elation
With the knowledge that your words are ever bright
Copyright ©
John Fenn
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