"Sooner or later he will go to Caerleon,
There to be crowned. And I shall be commissioned
To compose his coronation poem.
Well, I suppose a Pindaric ode might serve."
--Artorius
dust-caked contradiction
dernely in glare terror
the blue flicker flowing
the flask morning gasket
brisk assassin's ceasefire
soils the graygreen plague pit
in the walg-walled wigwam
a whipped penguin bingos
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