Three days newsless, this wet cave became a refuge in a way.
They came to get you but I refused,
Would not allow them to subdue you
Jewel of the Jews, the Prophet’s oldest newest muse
The oldest game’s most recent move
Wily Engineer’s best upsleeved ruse
Finally, I can answer yes when callers ask whether I’ve heard the good news
Solomon dancing, but to what tune?
On what strange esculents did Graves’ centaurs chew?
And from that well, knowledge drew.
Alchemisland 
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