Said a gentleman,
To a lady fair
‘In and with tradition
I bring thee grandé fare.’
‘From the Orient Pearl
I bring forth spices
I bring forth jewels
For m’lady’s devices.
Perhaps most of all
I bring thee wisdom
No stories tall
Nor thoughts random
What is happiness
But a bad memory,
In times of forgetfulness
We know that pain is temporary.’
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