That this Madman's tears never wet the cheek of his son
My Cheapside & Chandogya yet are one.
Lunatic! Thy Aperion proud were a Polis of Pain
Lacks he umbrella against cloudless rain.
Envoi-
Prince! Rendering us our own Erl King appeased by reverse meta-metaphoricity
Perverse is Yoneda's Pity on Christ's forests in Chrematistics' diseased City
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