Often clept the seventh moon
'twas prime & too soon
As dawn approach; I was there.
Awaited none, to roads I stare.
七 I ain't fain:
四 I was Insane
十 aright for sure
五 anon departure
Enow! enow was my await!
Aye! appeared a dummy
Sith thou is late, aye! too late!
To bestay was real, real silly.
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