sit, and stare, and philosophize
wit and flair will offer rise
soon the goon
will swoon the moon
the moon will wane
the boon will turn bane
the loon will become sane
quit, and care, and hypothesize
knit some hair for your cloth of lies
smock the frock
for walk and talk
the roc will fright
the flock will burn white
the squawk might delight
split, and tear, and visualize
whit and ne'er and his blue eyes
view the hue
that knew of you
the woo will weave
the new will earn leave
the two will love achieve
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