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Post by Sanatani/Martin on Jul 8, 2010 1:53:17 GMT -5
5/5/10Hunker down so prudently Before the whirlwind casts off to sea A jasmine clone too oft for sale, Me thinks real food be locked in jail So storage urns and friends to keep Be safer, hide from satan’s sweep
In perilous times, the milk and honey Play like gold instead of money Caldron catch a falling star Address ye yonder, but not too far
So tie the rig securely now ratch it in from stern to bow Wisdom journey by night or day Bring perspectives new to light your way
A fair maiden’s tours A strange kind of lot So bring out the oars Let’s see what you’ve got!
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