Densely Tyme be Gone, Trinsic Cleft b'Fore Anon, Beckon not to See, Glad b'Got and Glad b'See
All Cleft, To B'ckon Me. Meatly Mash unto the Pan, T'while Tater's til ton sow! A sour cramp we will know now, B'forre the glampened fro'!
Wricken'd Rh'me Nor Poem' Skryb'd Lest not we be Lent Tal Tyle Tyld By Lyar Cold, Thee Poet Theodore Kent
Densely Tyme be Gone,
Trinsic Cleft b'Fore
Anon,
Beckon not to See,
Glad b'Got
and Glad b'See
All Cleft,
To B'ckon Me.
Meatly Mash unto the Pan,
T'while Tater's til ton sow!
A sour cramp we will know now,
B'forre the glampened fro'!
Wricken'd Rh'me
Nor Poem'
Skryb'd
Lest not we be Lent
Tal Tyle Tyld
By Lyar Cold,
Thee Poet
Theodore Kent
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