When fell not jocularly ill,
He made them to respect his tools
And it was best of jokes he did.
His story is a science for others;
But, oh my god, it’s so dull customs
To sit with patient night and day
Not going any step away!
Contemptible and crafty get
After a half-dead making fun
And shaking pillows smooth to done,
With sadly face giving him med,
To sigh and deep inside think to:
Would devil finally take you?!’
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