Thanks Doug for Pound advice. You will see I have not read enough this week to abide by his precepts,
reverting to a metronomic ditty.
The Teaching Game
Be in it younguns
Enable those minds
Don't give me grief
Don't touch those blinds
It's the good oil I offer
Just let me tell
I'll give you the secret
Grant you a spell
But shooshing you up
shakes so much of my sass
that rather than pearls
I feed you molass
es
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