Trips aerial did i make to achieve the soaring ambitions.
Alas! The wordly amusements befooled me like an owl.
Kiwis and kites did indulge in witticism againist me.
Herds did assemble to hoot and shout at me.
Feathers rotary withered due to fag like autumn petals.
Deflated now is the hallmark gold to peleton crystal.
Frightened now am to cross over the paradisal pathway.
Underneath where art the horrifying blazes of conflagration.
Hair grey on temporal cavities show the thawing effects of thermal youth.
Dousy now am prostrated under the clutches of death.
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