The cloture of it is a dam
On words which arch the back of bombast,
So insert the token of a dram
That the rhetoric might not last
Inasmuch as current murmurs
Hold a regime 'bove
The bluebirds.
They say the abrogation
Of these is erotic and stringent,
But tenure is no pulled comforter,
And lasting is no repose
With a winsome frown.
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Submission Name: Cloture
