When weeping willows wonder
whether weevils want
wild wishy-washy women
weaving with willingness,
whose whining
whips willing whimsicality,
wild wedge-wood weak warbler waste,
wallows, while witty wombats
win weird wealthy wallabies
wandering wankers, weak-willed,
weasels, wicked woodworkers,
'wimpish wire-worms wilt wantonly.
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Herbert, unfortunately there's no cure for the dreaded 'wubbleyous', but you've handling your affliction very well. Cheers, Jerry