poem || Texas Fontanella

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&     I,

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                                   diet wit
                                   h dignaty
 
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                  & that I

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               nymph,

        tho
   rough
fare the gr
ape vein

        &
vented
ur t
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for s
um resin

(per
   hips

     autistic
integrity???)

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    n ag
ainst

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pans, a
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         bribe
           to be,

    kar
      ma sutu
              red,
         just two
 notes ag
o,

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                  your sh
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                            s a mo

                   mand to
               looose,
 
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          V arre

   fishin
g  for

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