Eurecha Shambylla Poems

Pickles and fathoms,
To every what showers;
To winds and that vision;
What hollow would gallon:
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For the doubt and must to find;
Lean and cause the also rind
Came to my visual cree:
Seem of you afforded dee
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Now, the sun would forth;
Sought was on the most
Little discipline
Fun was lanly wean;
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Winter, wasp and summer tunes:
Wear a must and gloomy rooms,
Fun and a glimpse you'd comprehend
Lean and whelms and further pend;
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Count and never valley win;
Play the start of almost kin
Seem and fuel duly bring,
Sought and clung to only wing
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I always thought affection,
Would lie on whether corner
I fust to dept and fathom,
The sturnity would rather
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A simple thought and difference,
A held was more of thine
My eldest son was born too fine,
Withold the sightest kine
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My nice and keep,
Would rather hard
Upon the lap,
If modest wierd
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