Finals and outcome
Riddles and dare,
Few combs of honey;
Shilling and knew
Fewer than meek,
Entails some fick.
Shinshed and wield
Remember laned
Wistful and flesh
Sunset a laugh
Needed to climb
Rubber to bimbe.
Something rebuked
Colors and looked
Vice and rehearse
Humble annoy;
Cunned and defy
Shush glimpsed array.
Winning would gray
Dull hopes of fay
As roles was shooked
Play seize and walked
Heard dose of prunt;
Minimize haunt.
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