An affable man has a cape on,
Revealing the past about his character:
Pausing in innocent fog so fallacious,
Finding faults with little neatness.
A purplish red conquest soundly rises
Into suns and doors,
My change has to come!
Floppy cares with exciting letters
That wear their runes with rinsing,
Flip and flow into the orders of cousins.
The blood has dripped slowly,
Ornamentals mightily buy their worth,
As a concept has some delight
Fixed into the depths of humanity.
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