grand coterie
no more games, ’tis not for sport
take down frames and jests from court
no more grabs, let’s not cavort
out with crabs and mirth abort
myth and fancy now preside
push against that rising tide
Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2022-12-30 at 13:34
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