Pay The Piper
Mohnoldok, Longrunk and Ronki went squabbling down the cobbled road It was a Saturday and the morning mist was still thick in the alley And so it was with Mohnoldok leading the boisterous fray downtown Nothing stuck out but parapets and gable ends, the rest was hidden Trails of chimney smoke sifting into the surrounding grey mass around While the bitter sweet call of the early birds started to echo softly
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What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?
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