CONGRATULATIONS TO J5 CREW ON ANOTHER FIRST-TO-FIND
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I was at the local library the other day, browsing through the English poetry section, when I overheard an odd conversation. It went like this:
Robbie was the first to speak; he blurted out “With the chapter room, the cloister porch"
Tommy replied, "Cherish him can I while the true one forthcome ... "
Will W rejoined, "For oft there sits between the heap"
Willy S replied, slyly: "Unless thou take the honor from thy name"
There was a pause in the odd, staccato conversation. An oppressive silence hung heavily in the air, like a thundercloud before a gathering storm. Then, suddenly, the silence was shattered, as if by a peal of thunder.
From across the room, Bobby B stormed " An' hear us squeel"
Tommy thundered back “And by numbers' might, for in equal fight"
William B roared over the growing din, “And over is their antique joy"
The room was then engulfed in a heated exchange; nevertheless, Willy S still got the last word in – as he always does – though he spoke in little more than a whisper: "If like a lamb he could his looks translate!"
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