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The King and the Cripple

The king and the cripple all day. Whilst awake they must make hay. Men must allay; not dabble like the abbe. Even if they make child's play, the king and the cripple have cache, for one other day's living' per se. A king must be wary, and with excellence must parry, all the privileges thrown his way. Like the lame use crutches to stay, upright; both need to sway. But when men don't sway, they stagnate long parts of the day, including the parts that they just lay. A minor comment may cause dismay; these men, with great scope battery array, need a push to stop dilly-dally with no allay.

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Date: 9/5/2016 5:47:00 PM
This poem is not working. I will not release it onto the web until it works, or not at all.
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Seth Diamond
Date: 9/13/2016 10:20:00 AM
OKAY! Got it to sing the sirens song. Please enjoy, share and comment. Comments are better than cash!

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