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Drowner's Pearl
Clink, clonk, clink,
A man is in the drink.
Can he swim
'Gainst the tidal whim
That'd keep him far from shore?

Clink, clonk, clink,
The man's begun to sink.
But why's he there?
None seem to care,
With nary an "O'erboard!"

Clink, clonk, clink,
No one stops to blink.
For when the earl
Wants drowner's pearls,
You simply must make more.

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