prithee I pray,
has't thee nothing to say,
to while away
the time of day
hearing thy voice
maketh me to rejoice,
silence is odious
thy speaking melodious
I entreat thee
maketh me
some fun
speaketh a pun
invoke a joke
smile a while,
and say, this was a time
well spent
without some sordid
TV terror event
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