Up to me to let you knoUp to me to let you know
Unto you will put it
Of utterances
Nestled under my toungue
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Like two coastal ships,
passing each other
in the night
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Here l stand Mathius,
I can't do itherwise
High on a pedestal to set you,
Your feet of clay l discovered
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One afflicted with 'choppers'
Finding hands unfit,
They turned to claws
Smell of death diffusing by;
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