Lots, wife

Four first like A New Hope

First to bill a big boy four gets the best dessert. A new dope

Strain makes them berserk, short circuits the brain

To state it plainly, I’ve got it in such surplus

That selling out day after day hardly drains the surfeit

Floor safe guarded by Cerberus

Leal staff implied wrath, never rely on the lash to be highted sir by servants

In ancient times I would have been high king, upon the high rath

Watching the rafts arrive from the climbing hillocks at Moyrath.

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