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To whom the mornings are like nights,
What must the midnights be!
-- Emily Dickinson (on hacking?)
The sounds of the nouns are mostly unbound.
In town a noun might wear a gown,
or further down, might dress a clown.
A noun that's sound would never clown,
but unsound nouns jump up and down.
The sound of a noun could distrub the plowing,
and then, my dear, you'd be put in the pound.
But please don't let that get you down,
the renown of your gown
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┃█ you're adopted █┃
┃█ -Mom&Dad █┃
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