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7/11/2025, 10:26:55 AM
The first ducks now were long since dead;
Their struggles long had ceased.
Through hard work and through suffering,
Their joys had been increased.
One day down near the entrance gate
There was an awful din.
A hundred hens, all out of breath,
Were begging to come in.
“Oh let us in!” these poor birds cried,
“Before we do expire!
’Tis only by the merest INCH...”
This epic has no end because
No matter how you fight ’em,
Those HENS will show up EVERY TIME
— And so ad infinitum!
Their struggles long had ceased.
Through hard work and through suffering,
Their joys had been increased.
One day down near the entrance gate
There was an awful din.
A hundred hens, all out of breath,
Were begging to come in.
“Oh let us in!” these poor birds cried,
“Before we do expire!
’Tis only by the merest INCH...”
This epic has no end because
No matter how you fight ’em,
Those HENS will show up EVERY TIME
— And so ad infinitum!
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