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The Riddle
Adouda Adjiri
I resolved the platypus riddle
And went to play on my fiddle
But lost the rhythm in the middle
And my tune turned a swindle
I couldn’t remember how to handle
Notes that used to be easy to mingle
The little thing led my fury to kindle
And burned my nerves by the single.
Should I have started with the fiddle?
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