
Methinks thou hast a malady
For thou art loth to baffle me:
The litany of thy complaints
Would vex the patience of the saints.
For thou, thou bitcheth, hard and long;
Thy cavils issueth quite strong;
And all thou sayest, far or near
Would try the wiles of Shakespeare
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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