Legions of embellishments made inroads into savings,
Insomach as 'tis decent festival
We splurged
on interval times avidly.
Then a plethora of deplorable jargons came wilfully,
Coarse ones, adverse ones, blasphemy merged.
This sufficed not, for this is intermediate,
Yon I abominate,
A blunder dispelled the thanksgivings.
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